With my husband travelling quite a bit lately, it’s got me thinking how does a Broke-Ass Mom survive without her Broke-Ass partner? (I also think about all you single parents out there, and every day I have a new found respect for you, really, you should all be proud of

A few months ago, I wrote about how a Broke-Ass Mom could make some friends in a dog eat dog world.  Since we last spoke I have made a total of one new mom friend. It’s hard to believe considering how cute and charming my son and I both are

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

My son and I are taking an airplane trip today to visit my parents – his grandparents – and that made me think about how a Broke-Ass Mom would do it? How would a Broke-Ass Mom survive an airplane ride (alone) with a child without bringing all their toys, ten

Am I the only Broke-Ass Mom out there who’s a sucker for chocolate, preferably dark, on Valentine’s Day?  Starting about a week ago, all I see is chocolate.  It’s everywhere. I’m seeing chocolate in every shop I walk by, every grocery store display, in the windows at the library, around

Thursdays mean story time for us at our local public library.  I have to admit that I did not seek it out when I became a SAHM; instead I literally stumbled upon it. Six months ago, my son and I were out for a walk, and I noticed a line

I’m literally giddy with excitement. We are finally getting rain this week, and rain means rainy day activities. It’s means I can finally stretch my Broke-Ass Mom rainy day arms, and whip out my special bag of tricks. When my husband was at home with our son, he used to

I read an article this week about the “Must-Haves” for a nursery. What really caught my attention was the fact that the author was claiming that these were the “essentials”. And I thought, “Why not Broke-Ass this up for my readers this week?” Here is the list of essentials provided

Tuesday, January 2nd, snuck up on me like poop oozing out of my son’s diaper while we’re in the middle of story time at our local library, and there’s not a spare diaper in sight.  I had been looking forward to this day for literally weeks.  It was the day