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I remember sitting on the bathroom floor, my back against the locked door sobbing as my newborn cried in his bassinet and my four year old pounded on the door begging me to just let her in . My husband had flown halfway across the country to start his new job, leaving me alone with the two children, one just a week old, for two weeks. We had just sold our home and I was needing to pack. We had been in a car accident and I needed to work out the details of our new vehicle. My life was a mess….