Gila Pfeffer breast cancer, Hallmark holiday, humor, Mother's Day, motherhood, motherless daughter, resilience

Mother’s Day? None For Me, Thanks

This year marks the twentieth Mother’s Day since I became a mother. My parenthood has gone through as many iterations as my kids have. Ever-evolving over two decades, shape shifting in tandem with the needs of my brood of four as they shed each stage of childhood and move on to the next. They are … Continue reading Mother’s Day? None For Me, Thanks

Gila Pfeffer breast cancer survivor, chemo, hairdresser, major life changes

When I Lost My Dignity to Cancer, My Hairdresser Helped Me Find It Again.

A million years ago, when I lived in New Jersey, the person who used to tend to all of my hair-related beauty needs was an exotic looking blond woman with impossibly high cheekbones and flawless skin. Her name was Raluca and for the eight years that I lived in a quiet suburb, her capable hands … Continue reading When I Lost My Dignity to Cancer, My Hairdresser Helped Me Find It Again.

Gila Pfeffer humor, major life changes, marriage, mom humor, moms of teens, motherhood, Pac-Man, parent challenges, parenting, raising kids, raising teens

How Parenting is Like Playing Pac-Man

Very few things in life can be predicted with 100% certainty, however in addition to death and taxes, I’d like to add the following to that category: The probability that I will eat cake if it’s within 5 feet of meThe likelihood that I will join the slowest checkout line at the supermarketThe chances of … Continue reading How Parenting is Like Playing Pac-Man

Gila Pfeffer birth stories, humor, moms of teens, motherhood

The Day My Daughter was Almost Born Near Exit 11 on the New Jersey Turnpike

Well, I blinked and my baby daughter turned 16 this week. I thought long and hard about what the perfect gift for a teenager would be and concluded that it is this: a blog post dedicated to her. What teen would want AirPods when they can have a bespoke piece of writing in their honor? … Continue reading The Day My Daughter was Almost Born Near Exit 11 on the New Jersey Turnpike