My name is Amanda Gore. I am your average mid-twenties, lower-middle class, stay-at-home mom with a passion for creating a healthy and happy life for myself and my family.
My husband, Jesse, and I started our marriage out with a great plans. Jesse, had just gotten a great new job at a local fast-growing online company that battled other leading companies in it’s field, and was making enough money for me to quit working and go to beauty school.
Even with him being the only substantial paycheck (I do bring in a small amount of bacon being a daycare provider for my younger special-needs brother) we still had enough money to start living pretty comfortably.
We developed some expensive habits like frequent shopping trips, some new toys (an unnecessarily large tv, computer etc…) and eating out several times a week, sometimes with friends and family members -our treat.
We made big plans; I was gonna finish school and become a fantastic hairstylist at a fabulous salon, and he was gonna move up in his company. We were going to travel to Europe, and exotic islands. We were going to get new vehicles, and we had just moved into a little condo in the middle of town to save money for a nice house. We were finally to “live the dream.”
Then, about 4 months into beauty school… *record screeches to a halt* …I got pregnant.
After only living in our condo for about two months, I decided that the stairs and our next door neighbor, who liked to party -loudly- every weekend, were too much for me. So, we moved into an older three bedroom house on a quiet little street that was more appropriate for a growing family.
I went back and forth on whether or not to finish beauty school due to the stress. If you’ve ever been to beauty school you know what I’m talking about. Imagine being stuck in one building with a hundred other girls of varying ages and personality types, some of them with authority…
Now imagine that 40 hours a week, on top of clients, assignments, tests, grades, financial aid woes, impossible attendance expectations, and the smell of perms. Now add 40 pounds (ha! You think I’m gonna tell you how much I really gained?), swollen feet and morning sickness.
I made the decision to suffer through it (I did end up having to take a 6 week leave due to morning sickness) and I finally graduated and got my license a year after I had started. Go me.
At this point I was 8 months pregnant and we were still doing reasonably well financially. We have awesome friends and family who threw me two baby showers and after all was said and done we didn’t have to spend much at all on our little bun-in-the-oven. But it was still just the two of us.
Fast forward a few months and after Jesse’s paternity leave (compensation of which did not even come close to his usual income), medical and other stacking bills, diapers, and Jesse not being able to work as many hours due to sheer exhaustion… We’re back to paycheck-to-paycheck status.
Don’t get me wrong; I am so appreciative of everything that we have. We are SO blessed. We have a great house, with a big backyard and front yard, and amazing landlord who lets us do pretty much whatever we want. We never go hungry, and our son, Ezra, wants for nothing… so far.
We decided that we still had the means for me to be a stay-at-home mom, and that it would, of course, be the best thing for Ezra. It has truly been the most amazing experience of my life. Difficult, at times. But such a blessing.
I am sure any mom who has had the opportunity to trade in career for baby will tell you that even for all it’s pros… being home alone with an infant… all day… every day …can get boring and lonely. And sometimes downright depressing.
Not to mention, the intense feelings of helplessness as each month we were barely making ends meet, even though Jesse was getting up unspeakably early and working massive overtime.
WHAT AM I DOING HERE?
SO (yes there is a point to this sob story) I decided to get organized, buckle down, and start figuring out ways to save some money. And while I was at it, figure out inexpensive ways to create a beautiful comfortable home for myself and my boys, and make some creative healthier changes to our way of life. Basically, I decided to make this housewife thang look good!
Pinterest became my best friend. I tried all kinds of new household projects, organizational ideas, decorating ideas, cleaning routines, schedules, DIY hair and skin care products and techniques, recipes, couponing methods and other things.
I, also, like to keep my cosmetology skills fresh so I frequent YouTube tutorials on the latest hair and makeup trends. Going through school and getting my license while pregnant was hard, man! I’m not gonna let that go to waste!
Some of my experiments and projects worked for me and some didn’t.
I have always had a passion for writing, but i don’t have the time, patience, or talent for story writing, I stopped writing “songs” after a rocky relationship with a starving musician came to a train wreck of an ending, and, until now, didn’t really know what else to do with my literary ambitions.
Until, one day, during one of my surfs of the web I read a blog… on blogging. It peaked my interest. So here I am.
I’m here to share the things I know make life easier for my family, as well as catalogue new experiences. I am ALWAYS trying new things… Why not share my experiences with others?
I love my family more than words and only want to do my part in making sure we are happy, healthy, spiritually strong and close. My blog is for those with similar interests and values. I hope my endeavors will help you to save your family valuable time, and money, so you can focus on the things that really matter.
Enjoy! And if you like what you read please share with others!