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I’m Kelsey. I’m 25, I’m overly motivated and dramatically lazy. I live in the midwest, the great corn state of Indiana.  To me, life is all about moments. I have some favorites.

Kyle and I met in 2007. I was 16 and he was 17. We had the same best friend, Dan. Who knew that the guy whose prom proposal involved a curse word, would one day be my husband. Its easy to say we were high school sweethearts. We were engaged by 18/19 and married at 20/21 on June 10, 2011. We graduated with our associate’s, got a house, and were ready to see what life had to offer. I was ready to head back to school, was working two jobs, and was working to save for a house when life threw me a curve ball…

Liam Owen aka Peanut.  On July 29, 2011, just one month into marriage, I got two little pink lines that determined a turning point in my life. I was going to be a mama. I kept busy with work and school and was totally ecstatic to welcome this sweet boy. At our 19 week ultrasound, we were told we’d need another ultrasound. Peanut appeared to have a heart problem. Fast forward to 25 weeks, the results were in, healthy as could be. You’d think it’d stop there. At just 35 weeks, I was awoken at 5:50 am on March 7, 2012. I was sitting a puddle in my bed. Yep, water broken. I was so excited, yet totally crushed. My grandfather was being laid to rest that day. At 3:14 pm, a 5lb 8oz, perfect little peanut boy arrived. Ever since then, he’s been the light of our life. & Yes, he is still very much petite.

Nolan Reed, aka Bug, was born on January 25, 2016. After having false labor for almost a month, early labor for a week, and a 7 hour “real” labor, he entered the world at 2:20 PM weighing 6lbs 2 oz, 18 1/4 in tall at 36 weeks and 5 days gestation. He was our first real struggle with infertility, where I got my official diagnosis of Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome.

In the Summer of 2012, we decided it’d be in our best interest to leave our troubled, hole-in-the-wall town, to the “big” city. This is where our financial journey really began…I was raised frugally, but now it was a means of survival. No more free babysitting, no more cheap rent, and no reason to sit at home and wish for something to do. Over the past, almost, 5 years, we have had our highs and lows spiritually, financially, and emotionally. I love to share with others things that have helped me live a better life, aha, this blog.

This blog is very much raw. No, I’m not rich. No, I’m not even close where I want to be financially. No, I’m not happy 24/7 with the way things are: BUT God has blessed me with many opportunities to learn how to live more frugally in means to survive. I have no idea where I’d be without all I’ve learned, and that’s what I want to share with all of you!!!

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