I struggled about writing this post. I wasn't sure if I wanted to. Then I remembered that I started writing for a reason. It is therapeutic for me . I need to write for me . When I started this I promised that I'd "lay it all out" and write about the good, the bad, and the ugly. So, here it is. Sweet summertime. As a school teacher it's normally the best time of year for me. It's a time for relaxation and preparation for the next school year. This year I was so unsure. I had all of these ideas of how my summer would be spent with a new baby and now my summer was going to be painfully different. Rather than getting up in the middle of the night with my crying baby, I was crying in the middle of the night for my baby. My husband and I travel to Connecticut during the summer to visit family and friends for a few weeks. We planned to travel with Tatum this year. When the time came for our trip this year, we were broken hearted and empty hande