A little confession time here. I still love Grey's Anatomy. My husband won't watch it with me anymore, so its a show that I record and binge on when he is out of town. Last weekend he went to a bachelor party in Las Vegas, leaving me home with the boys, a pint of ice cream, and the season finale of Grey's Anatomy.
I find watching cathartic. Especially the season finales which usually have so much drama I end up crying my way through the show. This season was no exception. With a half dozen of the show's featured characters involved in a plane crash there is drama aplenty. At one point Meredith is stumbling around with a head wound. Her sister has just died and she is searching for her husband terrified that he may be dead as well. Her best friend Christina, who is also injured, tells her to "keep it together anyway."
I feel like that whole scenario relates perfectly to parenting. Some days there are so many crazy things happening, you are an emotional wreck. Your older child is home sick. There is puke all over the floor. Your toddler is drawing on the dog with sharpie. There is someone on the phone who needs to clarify a few items for your mortgage re-fi. You have to bake 4 dozen cookies for the school bake sale. You just want to curl up in a ball and cry.
But somewhere inside you a voice tells you to "keep it together anyway" and somehow you get through the day. The questions get answered. The floor gets mopped. The dog gets bathed, and you call your best friend and ask her to pick up some frozen cookies for you at the store. That counts as baking, right? And at the end of the day you collapse hoping tomorrow will be a better day.
There's no question that parenting can be difficult and overwhelming. And some days we just keep it together anyway.