Start Here
About
Blog
Get In Touch
For My VIPs

Skip to primary navigation
Skip to main content
Skip to primary sidebar

Marybeth Hancher

I want to find...

Hancher birth-web-104

November 19, 2018

Reader Interactions

Leave a Reply Cancel reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Comment

Name *

Email *

Website

Notify me of new posts by email.

Currently you have JavaScript disabled. In order to post comments, please make sure JavaScript and Cookies are enabled, and reload the page. Click here for instructions on how to enable JavaScript in your browser.

Primary Sidebar

with love
Marybeth

INFJ + Type 4, Joy-Seeker, Jesus-Follower, & Advocate for Autism. Read more in my bio! Thanks so much for joining me here!

Top Hits!

Flip Book Fun!
December Daily 2017- Part 1
The Flow Book Review | “A Book That Takes Its Time: An Unhurried Adventure in Creative Mindfulness”

I want to find...

Categories

365 Photo Project
COVID-19
Dearest
December Daily
Faith
Favorite Things
Film Photography
Life Through My Lens
Love
Marriage
Misc.
Motherhood
Project Life
Scrapbooking
Self Love
Thoughts

Subscribe to Blog via Email

Email Address

Latest ‘Grams

Months back, the last time I was with my mama, I h

Months back, the last time I was with my mama, I held her hand. She laughed a bit and fumbled around with the way she intertwined our fingers as she said, "This just feels unusual because it's been a long long time since I've held one of my girls' hands." It's been decades. Somewhere along the way, we stop holding hands with our mamas. But maybe today is the day we begin again. ❤I don't have enough words to do my mama justice. So I'll simply say, Happy Mother's Day to the very best of 'em! 🥰

Motherhood. It's a unique journey for each of us b

Motherhood. It's a unique journey for each of us because that's exactly what our children are-- beautifully, wonderfully different. For me, it looks like:• Ugga Muggas and shared blankets on the couch• Falling asleep on bedroom floors when there's been a nightmare and I'm needed to be a dreamcatcher.•Abandoning my late night wind down when I hear sniffles upstairs, to which I take up space on the other side of the bed, giving a listening ear & reassurance that each feeling is valid- even the ones that hurt- and then offering to provide Laughter Therapy if she decides that she no longer wants to be burdened by sadness before sleep. (I have a whole arsenal of characters, the current favorite being Rigsley, my old stuffed Australian polar bear who frequently mispronounces words much to the confusion and amusement of Ernie But You Can Call Me Bernie, a character/voice I've also perfected in the past decade.)• Being asked deep questions about life and theology and being willing to say "I don't know. But let's learn together and share our own ideas when we discover any."• Starbucks + bookstore dates• Playdoh + "camping" in Tasha's bedroom tent• Sloppy picnics with fast food in my bed when Dada's on nightshift and we girls wanna be extra messy.• French braids and bathroom floor pedicures• Saturday morning blueberry muffins• "Tickle pits" and made up songs and car ride sing-alongs each morning before school• Splashing in mud puddles and trampoline jumping when the sun comes out again• Library dates and strolling around the park before we leave• Squeezing into a too tight leotard to practice ballet together• Being called Tasha... by Tasha• Kisses from the real Tasha and daily words of kindness & love from her sister.Truth be told, I have a migraine today. Might not seem like a "good" mothers day because I'm in pain. But it IS a good day because I'm with the people who made me Mom. I'm being covered with blankets & about 20 books that Tasha thinks I'd like to read. There are sounds of laughter and singing in my house, but the only thing I hear is my own voice repeating over and over "thank you. Thank you. Thank you."Happy Mother's Day! You're amazing.❤

I bought this for myself for Mother's Day. 😉 I

I bought this for myself for Mother's Day. 😉I felt like getting a little crafty but not necessarily with paper the way I usually roll. And while the beautiful colors of yarn were calling out for me, begging me to take them home, I knew I wouldn't commit to knitting anything because 1. I only know one type of stitch and it ain't pretty 🤣 and 2. Natasha would likely unravel it even if I could make something worth my time. (Actually, I used to knit every night after dinner when I was pregnant with her-- I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't do much besides prop my feet up in bed, so Nadia would sit beside me and we'd watch Bob Ross and I'd knit what I think was going to be a purple scarf.... it's still in my nightstand unfinished. Lol)Anyways, I decided on this because it looks fast enough for me to complete before I get bored with it. 😅 And also, I haven't embroidered anything in roughly 30 years since the time my mom first put an old piece of fabric on a hoop and taught me how to sew. Such a sweet memory I have and seemed appropriate to think about on the weekend I celebrate my precious mama. ❤If this turns out, you'll see it. If it doesn't... you'll probably still see it so we can laugh together. 😁😂

My Natasha. Love all the days with this precious g

My Natasha. Love all the days with this precious girl. 💕

Currently reading this gem. Thanks for letting me

Currently reading this gem. Thanks for letting me borrow it @buckeyebookworm! I have a feeling this is going to open up some interesting/entertaining conversations between us gal pals and I'm here for it! 💕

Momosas Mama's Day Brunch with my beautiful friend

Momosas Mama's Day Brunch with my beautiful friends! 💕 Forever thankful to do life with those who keep me laughing, encouraged, and who never let my cup run dry- literally and figuratively. 😉

Follow on Instagram

2019 © guinevere