One thing at a time

One thing at a time. I find myself saying this to my kids all 👏 the 👏 time👏. It describes why I can’t get them a glass of milk at the same time I’m cutting up carrots for their snack. It explains why I can’t get my older kid his art supplies when I’m currently in a poopy diaper situation with the baby. I picked this phrase because it was easy to understand and easy to say and didn’t blame anyone. It turns out that all of these attributes contribute to it feeling perpetually relevant. It is always true that in any given amount of time, I can only perform one action whole-heartedly at any given time…and it turns out that *I* need that reminder a lot more often than my kiddos. ⁣

One thing at a time

Published by Emily P.G. Erickson

Emily P.G. Erickson is a writer with a master's degree in psychology. Her service journalism and personal essays about mental health, mindfulness, and motherhood have appeared in The New York Times, WIRED, Romper, Elemental, and elsewhere. You can find the latest from Emily at

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