Actress Photos Actress Bethany C. Meyers HD Photos and Wallpapers May 2024 By GethuCinema Admin May 28, 2024 Related Posts Actress Bethany C. Meyers HD Photos and Wallpapers June 2024 Actress Bethany C. Meyers HD Photos and Wallpapers May 2024 Actress Bethany C. Meyers HD Photos and Wallpapers May 2024 Actress Bethany C. Meyers HD Photos and Wallpapers April 2024 Actress Bethany C. Meyers HD Photos and Wallpapers March 2024 Share This Post FacebookTwitterPinterestWhatsAppReddItTelegram I like to think I do a pretty good job of keeping it real on here but sometimes I post happy carousels of photos like this and I wonder if it’s misleading. Not that every post needs to be a reminder that sorrow is synonymous with joy and instagram is only a teensy snippet of life, but it’s just so easy to look at our online follows and compare lives. It’s not often we reach for our phone to “capture the moment” when we are having a fight about sippy cups with our significant other. And it’s unlikely anyone wants to document the tears they’re shedding about just how hard the transition into motherhood is as they grieve the friendships, time and self lost. And of course, we take photos of the cute restaurant moments but not photos of the fact that we currently eat a lot of meals alone as the other caregiver walks our high-chair-refusing toddler around the restaurant. So later we scroll our videos and photos and memories with a smile bc that’s what artifacts we have. And then we post our weekend recaps and remember the good times because at the end of the day they really are good times. But sometimes I look at other people and think wow their baby eats every single meal with a smile. And wow those two must never argue. And wow she’s so great at being a mother to three kids why do I struggle with just one?? So as I post this recap of what my memory will tell me was the most perfect birthday weekend with my family I could have ever imagined – it was after all – I also share that all good times are sprinkled with tough times no matter how good your instagram post looks. 🙂 I like to think I do a pretty good job of keeping it real on here but sometimes I post happy carousels of photos like this and I wonder if it’s misleading. Not that every post needs to be a reminder that sorrow is synonymous with joy and instagram is only a teensy snippet of life, but it’s just so easy to look at our online follows and compare lives. It’s not often we reach for our phone to “capture the moment” when we are having a fight about sippy cups with our significant other. And it’s unlikely anyone wants to document the tears they’re shedding about just how hard the transition into motherhood is as they grieve the friendships, time and self lost. And of course, we take photos of the cute restaurant moments but not photos of the fact that we currently eat a lot of meals alone as the other caregiver walks our high-chair-refusing toddler around the restaurant. So later we scroll our videos and photos and memories with a smile bc that’s what artifacts we have. And then we post our weekend recaps and remember the good times because at the end of the day they really are good times. But sometimes I look at other people and think wow their baby eats every single meal with a smile. And wow those two must never argue. And wow she’s so great at being a mother to three kids why do I struggle with just one?? So as I post this recap of what my memory will tell me was the most perfect birthday weekend with my family I could have ever imagined – it was after all – I also share that all good times are sprinkled with tough times no matter how good your instagram post looks. 🙂 I like to think I do a pretty good job of keeping it real on here but sometimes I post happy carousels of photos like this and I wonder if it’s misleading. Not that every post needs to be a reminder that sorrow is synonymous with joy and instagram is only a teensy snippet of life, but it’s just so easy to look at our online follows and compare lives. It’s not often we reach for our phone to “capture the moment” when we are having a fight about sippy cups with our significant other. And it’s unlikely anyone wants to document the tears they’re shedding about just how hard the transition into motherhood is as they grieve the friendships, time and self lost. And of course, we take photos of the cute restaurant moments but not photos of the fact that we currently eat a lot of meals alone as the other caregiver walks our high-chair-refusing toddler around the restaurant. So later we scroll our videos and photos and memories with a smile bc that’s what artifacts we have. And then we post our weekend recaps and remember the good times because at the end of the day they really are good times. But sometimes I look at other people and think wow their baby eats every single meal with a smile. And wow those two must never argue. And wow she’s so great at being a mother to three kids why do I struggle with just one?? So as I post this recap of what my memory will tell me was the most perfect birthday weekend with my family I could have ever imagined – it was after all – I also share that all good times are sprinkled with tough times no matter how good your instagram post looks. 🙂 I like to think I do a pretty good job of keeping it real on here but sometimes I post happy carousels of photos like this and I wonder if it’s misleading. Not that every post needs to be a reminder that sorrow is synonymous with joy and instagram is only a teensy snippet of life, but it’s just so easy to look at our online follows and compare lives. It’s not often we reach for our phone to “capture the moment” when we are having a fight about sippy cups with our significant other. And it’s unlikely anyone wants to document the tears they’re shedding about just how hard the transition into motherhood is as they grieve the friendships, time and self lost. And of course, we take photos of the cute restaurant moments but not photos of the fact that we currently eat a lot of meals alone as the other caregiver walks our high-chair-refusing toddler around the restaurant. So later we scroll our videos and photos and memories with a smile bc that’s what artifacts we have. And then we post our weekend recaps and remember the good times because at the end of the day they really are good times. But sometimes I look at other people and think wow their baby eats every single meal with a smile. And wow those two must never argue. And wow she’s so great at being a mother to three kids why do I struggle with just one?? So as I post this recap of what my memory will tell me was the most perfect birthday weekend with my family I could have ever imagined – it was after all – I also share that all good times are sprinkled with tough times no matter how good your instagram post looks. 🙂 I like to think I do a pretty good job of keeping it real on here but sometimes I post happy carousels of photos like this and I wonder if it’s misleading. Not that every post needs to be a reminder that sorrow is synonymous with joy and instagram is only a teensy snippet of life, but it’s just so easy to look at our online follows and compare lives. It’s not often we reach for our phone to “capture the moment” when we are having a fight about sippy cups with our significant other. And it’s unlikely anyone wants to document the tears they’re shedding about just how hard the transition into motherhood is as they grieve the friendships, time and self lost. And of course, we take photos of the cute restaurant moments but not photos of the fact that we currently eat a lot of meals alone as the other caregiver walks our high-chair-refusing toddler around the restaurant. So later we scroll our videos and photos and memories with a smile bc that’s what artifacts we have. And then we post our weekend recaps and remember the good times because at the end of the day they really are good times. But sometimes I look at other people and think wow their baby eats every single meal with a smile. And wow those two must never argue. And wow she’s so great at being a mother to three kids why do I struggle with just one?? So as I post this recap of what my memory will tell me was the most perfect birthday weekend with my family I could have ever imagined – it was after all – I also share that all good times are sprinkled with tough times no matter how good your instagram post looks. 🙂 I like to think I do a pretty good job of keeping it real on here but sometimes I post happy carousels of photos like this and I wonder if it’s misleading. Not that every post needs to be a reminder that sorrow is synonymous with joy and instagram is only a teensy snippet of life, but it’s just so easy to look at our online follows and compare lives. It’s not often we reach for our phone to “capture the moment” when we are having a fight about sippy cups with our significant other. And it’s unlikely anyone wants to document the tears they’re shedding about just how hard the transition into motherhood is as they grieve the friendships, time and self lost. And of course, we take photos of the cute restaurant moments but not photos of the fact that we currently eat a lot of meals alone as the other caregiver walks our high-chair-refusing toddler around the restaurant. So later we scroll our videos and photos and memories with a smile bc that’s what artifacts we have. And then we post our weekend recaps and remember the good times because at the end of the day they really are good times. But sometimes I look at other people and think wow their baby eats every single meal with a smile. And wow those two must never argue. And wow she’s so great at being a mother to three kids why do I struggle with just one?? So as I post this recap of what my memory will tell me was the most perfect birthday weekend with my family I could have ever imagined – it was after all – I also share that all good times are sprinkled with tough times no matter how good your instagram post looks. 🙂 I like to think I do a pretty good job of keeping it real on here but sometimes I post happy carousels of photos like this and I wonder if it’s misleading. Not that every post needs to be a reminder that sorrow is synonymous with joy and instagram is only a teensy snippet of life, but it’s just so easy to look at our online follows and compare lives. It’s not often we reach for our phone to “capture the moment” when we are having a fight about sippy cups with our significant other. And it’s unlikely anyone wants to document the tears they’re shedding about just how hard the transition into motherhood is as they grieve the friendships, time and self lost. And of course, we take photos of the cute restaurant moments but not photos of the fact that we currently eat a lot of meals alone as the other caregiver walks our high-chair-refusing toddler around the restaurant. So later we scroll our videos and photos and memories with a smile bc that’s what artifacts we have. And then we post our weekend recaps and remember the good times because at the end of the day they really are good times. But sometimes I look at other people and think wow their baby eats every single meal with a smile. And wow those two must never argue. And wow she’s so great at being a mother to three kids why do I struggle with just one?? So as I post this recap of what my memory will tell me was the most perfect birthday weekend with my family I could have ever imagined – it was after all – I also share that all good times are sprinkled with tough times no matter how good your instagram post looks. 🙂 Mother’s Day 2021 I was crying my eyes out wishing for a baby. Mother’s Day 2022 I was picking up over $3000 worth of fertility meds. Mother’s Day 2023 I was holding my 2 month old baby smiling ear to ear. Mother’s Day 2024 I’m holding my daughter in my arms and holding another baby in my womb. Reminding myself today that a lot can change in just a little time. Happy Mother’s Day to all the mommas, past present and future. 🩵 Mother’s Day 2021 I was crying my eyes out wishing for a baby. Mother’s Day 2022 I was picking up over $3000 worth of fertility meds. Mother’s Day 2023 I was holding my 2 month old baby smiling ear to ear. Mother’s Day 2024 I’m holding my daughter in my arms and holding another baby in my womb. Reminding myself today that a lot can change in just a little time. Happy Mother’s Day to all the mommas, past present and future. 🩵 Mother’s Day 2021 I was crying my eyes out wishing for a baby. Mother’s Day 2022 I was picking up over $3000 worth of fertility meds. Mother’s Day 2023 I was holding my 2 month old baby smiling ear to ear. Mother’s Day 2024 I’m holding my daughter in my arms and holding another baby in my womb. Reminding myself today that a lot can change in just a little time. Happy Mother’s Day to all the mommas, past present and future. 🩵 Mother’s Day 2021 I was crying my eyes out wishing for a baby. Mother’s Day 2022 I was picking up over $3000 worth of fertility meds. Mother’s Day 2023 I was holding my 2 month old baby smiling ear to ear. Mother’s Day 2024 I’m holding my daughter in my arms and holding another baby in my womb. Reminding myself today that a lot can change in just a little time. Happy Mother’s Day to all the mommas, past present and future. 🩵 Mother’s Day 2021 I was crying my eyes out wishing for a baby. Mother’s Day 2022 I was picking up over $3000 worth of fertility meds. Mother’s Day 2023 I was holding my 2 month old baby smiling ear to ear. Mother’s Day 2024 I’m holding my daughter in my arms and holding another baby in my womb. Reminding myself today that a lot can change in just a little time. Happy Mother’s Day to all the mommas, past present and future. 🩵 Mother’s Day 2021 I was crying my eyes out wishing for a baby. Mother’s Day 2022 I was picking up over $3000 worth of fertility meds. Mother’s Day 2023 I was holding my 2 month old baby smiling ear to ear. Mother’s Day 2024 I’m holding my daughter in my arms and holding another baby in my womb. Reminding myself today that a lot can change in just a little time. Happy Mother’s Day to all the mommas, past present and future. 🩵 SANTA MADRE On March 5th, 2023, at 9:39 pm, our daughter Kilmer Dove emerged into the world as this song filled the air — a song Nico wrote months prior for this occasion. This is our birth story, and we’re sharing this video for a few reasons. Firstly, for us. This is our choice, and we stand by it. Our art has always been a direct representation of the ways in which we live our lives – open, raw, and vulnerable. Secondly, we hope that by sharing this video, we can help destigmatize birth, particularly home births, and shed light on the fact that birthing is a timeless, natural, sacred, beautiful, and safe practice that’s been a part of our existence since the beginning. Everyone should be able to decide how they want to birth. Deep down, you know exactly what is best for you and your baby. Where do you feel safe? What makes you feel supported? How do you want to feel in your birth? During pregnancy we spent a lot of time journaling and meditating on the birth itself. I wanted to feel safe, I wanted to be close to Nico and I wanted to feel empowered to be the decision maker. Whether we birthed at home or whether we transferred to a hospital due to fatigue or emergency, we laid out ways to feel safe, connected and empowered in all scenarios. Our birth unfolded exactly as we had envisioned and yet beyond anything we could have imagined. We recognize that not all births follow this path and we remain eternally grateful for our dedicated birth team, whose unconditional support and unwavering care exceeded our wildest expectations. Birth, without a doubt, is a sacred event, a direct connection to source energy. This is a celebration of life at a time when life itself seems the most fragile. Once again we ask that you follow @projecthomebirth, an account dedicated to sharing birth stories, destigmatizing home birth and preventing a bill from being passed in New Jersey that would make home births almost impossible. Viva La Santa Madre. birth team. @njhomebirth @rowanbirth @doulabliss @heatherwhitephoto (videography) SANTA MADRE By NICO LO Produced by @abeseiferth Happy birthday to meeeeee!!! Both baby bethany and adult bethany still love oversized suckers, doing handstands in the pool, soaking up sun and making really really good birthday wishes. // @nicotortorella thanks for planning the cutest weekend for your cutest Gemini. ILY. Happy birthday to meeeeee!!! Both baby bethany and adult bethany still love oversized suckers, doing handstands in the pool, soaking up sun and making really really good birthday wishes. // @nicotortorella thanks for planning the cutest weekend for your cutest Gemini. ILY. Happy birthday to meeeeee!!! Both baby bethany and adult bethany still love oversized suckers, doing handstands in the pool, soaking up sun and making really really good birthday wishes. // @nicotortorella thanks for planning the cutest weekend for your cutest Gemini. ILY. Happy birthday to meeeeee!!! Both baby bethany and adult bethany still love oversized suckers, doing handstands in the pool, soaking up sun and making really really good birthday wishes. // @nicotortorella thanks for planning the cutest weekend for your cutest Gemini. ILY. Happy birthday to meeeeee!!! Both baby bethany and adult bethany still love oversized suckers, doing handstands in the pool, soaking up sun and making really really good birthday wishes. // @nicotortorella thanks for planning the cutest weekend for your cutest Gemini. ILY. Happy birthday to meeeeee!!! Both baby bethany and adult bethany still love oversized suckers, doing handstands in the pool, soaking up sun and making really really good birthday wishes. // @nicotortorella thanks for planning the cutest weekend for your cutest Gemini. ILY. Happy birthday to meeeeee!!! Both baby bethany and adult bethany still love oversized suckers, doing handstands in the pool, soaking up sun and making really really good birthday wishes. // @nicotortorella thanks for planning the cutest weekend for your cutest Gemini. ILY. Happy birthday to meeeeee!!! Both baby bethany and adult bethany still love oversized suckers, doing handstands in the pool, soaking up sun and making really really good birthday wishes. // @nicotortorella thanks for planning the cutest weekend for your cutest Gemini. ILY. I’ve been doing more solo mom-ing these days as Nico has been traveling more often and I gotta say, this time went soooo much better than the last time. Maybe it’s because Kilmer has weaned which means I’m getting a little more sleep at night or maybe it’s because I’m out of first trimester and in that sweet spot of pregnancy or maybe it’s just because I’m just finding my groove. Whatever the reason, shoutout to all the caregivers out there who are flying solo, it’s not easy but it sure is rewarding, especially when you allow yourself to slow down and soak it all in. Happy early Mother’s Day! Something has happened to me since closing @thebecomeproject, I’m finding myself falling back in love with movement. The honest truth is that the during the last portion of be.come, workouts felt like a chore. Every time I hit the mat my mind started racing – what alt would I give x injury? how can I adapt this position for more body types? what’s the least confusing way to cue this move? and the list goes on. Don’t get me wrong, these are important things for instructors to think about but it consumed me. The joy was getting lost. I barely worked out when I was pregnant with Kilmer and I was embarrassed to admit it, but I had ZERO drive. I was so sick during that pregnancy and so tired and she was such a mover in the womb that taking a walk around the block felt like an impossible task. I imagined I would be super workout pregnant person, I imagined I would create a whole pre/post natal program like other instructors I had seen. But just keeping up with my normal schedule of routines was a feat. So in this pregnancy I expected the same, but something has shifted in me during the last month. Once be.come was officially closed and life seemed to slow I had an urge to do my own workout. I opened the library of routines (we still have this for sale if interested), closed my eyes and landed on the routine “always and forever”. And you all, I LOVED IT. I actually forgot how good my own workout was! For the first time in years I was a student of movement and not a teacher. I didn’t judge, critique, lesson plan or beat myself up. I fully embraced listening to my body and just showing up – which if you know anything about @thebecomeproject, that’s what it is all about. It feels like this is my reward for following my heart and doing what I knew was right, as hard as it was. The ending always leads to a beginning. I’ll be sharing more favorite series, routines and thoughts on movement post-instructor life while our shop is still open! (link in bio) TagsBethany C. Meyers Previous articleActress Liyah Dia HD Photos and Wallpapers May 2024Next articleActress Dita Istrefi HD Photos and Wallpapers May 2024