My older three children have been blessed with, from substantial to severe learning disabilities, add/adhd, and other problems, two including bipolar. They did get good grades and they worked very hard. One got a scholarship.
My dd is 15, and she's made the "Honour Roll". She goes to a very challenging Academy, and I'm so excited, beyond excited.
For all the years that I was told I was a "poor mother", for not reading to my children, and not helping them. The teachers were so judgemental and harsh. They just blamed me. I was always fighting to have them evaluated, and fighting to get help.
This was the first of my younger three who just read, because the entire house was labelled. I had a few rough years, and I'm celebrating. Sure I still check every day that she's done her homework, and such. It's just been such a different experience.
We're having a party for her on Saturday.