Friday

On Fridays, there is a farmer's market downtown. Now, we aren't talking Daley Plaza farmer's market or anything, but it does the job.


The rest of the week there is too much traffic and noise to enjoy a walk downtown, but on Fridays, we enjoy pretending that we are in La Grange still, walking around window shopping in all of the boutique shops.


Ephraim had a bottle, I bought some flowers, and that was the excitement for today. Ephraim is now passed out and I'm waiting for my next pot of coffee to brew. Round two, here we come.

We have a new schedule these days, well, just a schedule. We never followed one before. I just decided to let Ephraim dictate everything that went on.

When I first had Ephraim, I fought for this sense of autonomy. I didn't want to be one of those mothers. I didn't want to be, "Oh, that's Jason's wife. Oh, that's Ephraim's mommy." I wanted business cards that read, "Jessica PeckInterior Designer ASID, IIDA"

It's not that I don't love design, because I do, it's my life. I design anything I can get my hands on...it's a control thing. I just don't want to be all corporate, working 60+ hrs a week on someone else's schedule. I don't want to ask permission to go to my son's soccer games. I'd like to say, "Sorry Mr. So-and-So, I have a very important appointment at 4pm this afternoon, but I can come meet you for a consultation tomorrow." or "You want twenty three-layer pumpkin pies? No problem."

It's not that being a parent is hard, necessarily, its hard figuring out who you are as a parent.


Jessica Peck-Mommy, Wife, Designer, Baker, Artist
(something like that)

....is blogging narcissistic? does it count if no one is reading?