This is actually a harder question than it may seem.  Something about giving birth to another human being makes you not need or want as much.  Or at least that’s how it feels.  It’s hard to separate your needs and wants apart from your family’s.  But for everyone’s sanity you

Can a Broke-Ass Mom get her Christmas shopping done with child in tow?  That’s exactly what I’m wondering these days.  In the past, I’ve been able to steal a few moments on my way to work or on my way home from work.  However, now that I’m a SAHBAM (Stay-at-Home-Broke-Ass-Mom – I

The Christmas songs have already started which means all you Broke-Ass Moms out there should be thinking about how the hell you’re going to afford presents for your Mom, Dad, sister, brother, uncle, aunt, cousins, nieces, nephews, grandma, grandpa, partner, and of course your own child. For years now my

Every parent needs a break, and Broke-Ass Moms are no exception. The question is what to do, and where to go…well, and how much time do you have? I love fantasizing about a weekend away when I can sit on the beach in my bikini lookin’ fine (this is my

Anyone know where other Broke-Ass Moms hang out? Yeah, I can’t find them either. But I know you’re out there.  Maybe you’re lurking through the Goodwill bins for a Halloween costume, busy composting your coffee grounds, or reading the latest book you checked out of the library with your toddler

Sometimes being a Broke-Ass Mom means giving up a few things for the greater good, and sometimes that greater good is paying rent.  After succumbing to the idea that I am no longer that beer funneling, dance-my-ass-off-till-3am, or sleep-till-noon kind of person anymore, the next hardest thing was figuring out what

If you think you’ve mastered mass transit because since last week you’ve become a black belt in riding a train, think again. We have yet to discuss how to get on and off a train or a bus. The first question is how far do you have to walk to