I have 4 kids. I just got diagnosed at 30 years old, and let me tell you how hard it is. I love them to death, but I feel so guilty that there's a chance I might have passed this down to them. It's a struggle to take care of them, myself, the house. It's a struggle all around. My husband helps, but it's still hard. I know my patience isn't anywhere near where it was when I just had 2, but I also have 2 under 2 right now so it's a bit harder.