{"id":648,"date":"2009-11-10T21:27:00","date_gmt":"2009-11-11T02:27:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.michellebeachy.com\/blog\/tuesday-november-10-2009\/"},"modified":"2009-11-10T21:27:00","modified_gmt":"2009-11-11T02:27:00","slug":"tuesday-november-10-2009","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.michellebeachy.com\/blog\/tuesday-november-10-2009\/","title":{"rendered":"Tuesday November 10, 2009"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I cannot believe this!  I am actually, really, and truly an author.  Jumping up and down and doing jumping jacks and I&#8217;d stand on my head if I could!  Some projects take so long to do you kind of wonder if it&#8217;s not just actually a sort of mirage and you really won&#8217;t ever, ever get done with it.  You will just always be working at it and stressing over it and not actually accomplishing anything.<\/p>\n<p>Today Jeanne* called me and asked, &#8220;Did your UPS driver get there yet?&#8221;  I said no and she said, &#8220;Well you should get your book today.  I got mine.&#8221;  Lucky her having a UPS driver who shows up at 8:30 in the morning.  I waited all day long.  Adrenaline rush, then nervous; excited, then prickly.  <\/p>\n<p>The FedEx guy showed up about the time I normally see our UPS driver and I thought, &#8220;hey, I bet they sent mine FedEx.&#8221;  I was way too eager and opened the door long before he got to the steps.  Inside I glanced at the box.  Oh.  A box for David.  About work.  Whatever.<\/p>\n<p>FINALLY, five minutes before we had to run out the door (and 90 minutes later then he normally is), he showed up.  And here it is!<br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/x93.xanga.com\/d21f604232635258399104\/b205698729.jpg\" target=\"_blank\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/x93.xanga.com\/d21f604232635258399104\/m205698729.jpg\" style=\" border-style: solid; border-color: 000000; border-width: 3px;\" height=\"580\" alt=\"November 09_0185\" \/><\/a> <\/p>\n<p>The books are a series on real life adjustments kids face.  You know how kids run into these real life stressors and sometimes they are too young to know how to ask the questions to find out the information they really want to know?  And then they ask the same questions over and over and over and over.  Or they act out.  Or they withdraw.  Or they revert to baby behavior again.  That&#8217;s why these books were born.  As we were building our house I realized how important it was to talk to Adam a LOT and explain even the things he wasn&#8217;t asking about.  <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m not sure why book #2 showed up before book #1; but it did.  And it really doesn&#8217;t matter.   This one is about Andrew &#8230; a nine-year-old boy who explains what it is like to have a physically handicapped brother.  The other book is the story of us building our house &#8212; from Adam&#8217;s perspective.  (I will upload a photo as soon as I have one.)<\/p>\n<p>The books are hardcover and illustrated with full-color photographs on every page.  They would make excellent Christmas gifts, I think! <img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/s.xanga.com\/images\/winky.gif\" width=\"15\" border=\"0\" \/> The books were done through Vision Publishers and you can buy them through them (they don&#8217;t have them up on their website yet or I&#8217;d do a link) or from me. <\/p>\n<p>Excuse me while I go pinch myself again.<\/p>\n<p>*Andrew&#8217;s mom<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I cannot believe this! I am actually, really, and truly an author. 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