This was not going to be my first post-in fact I’ve been trying to come up with my first post for a few days now.  I wanted something that would define what I hoped this blog to be about, something that really explains who I am.  Then, this morning, on my second day solo with three kids this post found me.  Its 9 AM and I’ve been peed on, spat up on, blown out on and argued about poop emojis…and I’m fairly unfazed.  Pretty sure there’s pee on my carpet and possibly my robe…and I don’t care.  Welcome to Motherhood people, it’s a messy, smelly, lonely place. My husband went…