My girls had a great time with Ama and Captain (whom Hannah calls Cappy...so cute) and once again, needed a little attention detox and a reintroduction to rules on Saturday. But that's what grandparents are for, a little bit of spoiling and a whole lot of love!
Here is where the silly part comes in. And I am only speaking for myself, not for Matt. I'm not sure if Matt would agree with this or not, I'll have to ask.....here goes....
Sometimes I forget my girls are a different race than I am. I know. What? Sometimes when I am shopping, I wonder why the black ladies are staring at me. Once I was at a fire station asking about those stickers you can put in the window of your kids room to alert them there are kids in the room (they don't do that any more.) He was a black guy and was staring at Hannah and I couldn't figure out why (other than that she's super cute, right?). My kids are just my kids. I do my best to respect their skin and hair with good product and the best lotion, but doing Hannah's hair is just part of my life now. Keeping lotion on their bodies and Aquaphor on their cheeks is part of my daily routine. I am not denying them their race. But they are just my kids. We have started to say things to our girls comparing them to us, like "Hannah, you are being impatient, just like mommy is a lot." We want our girls to be connected to us like our kids, but we also speak to them about being adopted and we pray for their birth mothers by name. However, they are still just my kids and I see their beautiful skin every day, I forget it's different than mine.
In fact, I am about to get sillier. Sometimes....because I am so used to their skin....a brief thought enters my head...."can other people tell my kids are black?"
You are laughing right now.
But here is when I am struck by the difference in our skin tone...
When I see pictures, I always think....wow.....I am one pale lady....
So a question for any trans-racial family out there....do you do the same? Am I the only crazy one? Again, I am not being disrepectful of their heritage....I just forget. Good thing or bad thing? I think good thing.
And finally, a picture of the ceramic Christmas tree, just like my grandma's, that I have been wanting for years.
And finally, a picture of the ceramic Christmas tree, just like my grandma's, that I have been wanting for years.Also, little Livi Lou is sick today. She had a bad night last night, a low fever this morning and didn't even have the energy to eat breakfast. Sweet cuddly girl. I hope she gets well fast but we will enjoy this 15 degree day by staying inside in our jammies. Praise the Lord for a roof over our heads, a warm house and the ability to see a doctor if we so choose. So blessed.
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I think it's a good thing, but definitely not limited to transracial families. My Caucasian niece is about 14 and was raised in California and when someone mentioned on TV that Oprah was the first black woman to do such and such, my niece (who has seen Oprah numerous times) replied, "Oprah's black?!"
We all forget sometimes. It's just normal.
I think normal. And awesome. This is not a very exact analogy, but an analogy nonetheless. Kaiya's eye that doesn't work-people are always commenting-oh i think it looks better, or worse, or it's really off, and I don't even notice. I'm just so used to looking at her and taking care of her and wanting to gouge my eyes out because she is so cute-i don't notice what's different. I think as a mama you just love your babies as a whole!
Although I can't relate to the racial differences, I often "forget" that Logan's adopted...and then I remind myself that's good. Because if I were constantly remembering, would I treat him different? (I would probably try to protect him more than already do just because I'm afraid of him being labled "adopted.") He's just my son. Period. Good for you...you are seeing others how God sees us all!
This made me teary :)
Can you believe that, via the blood of Christ, when God looks at us he 'forgets' that we're adopted too? He just sees his precious children, in His own image???
Merry Christmas, indeed!
Hey Abby! So as a black woman, I totally don't think that's silly. Growing up in a 95% all white area and schools, I did forget my skin color was different. I would forget what race I was frequently. Then something would happen and I would be like, oh yea, I am not white. Like if someone mentioned that I MUST not sunburn because my skin is darker or how my hair is a different texture and so on... Funny thing is, I do sunburn, but in elementary school, we are all young. Anyways, black people will stare at you and wonder, "what the hell" :) but don't pay them any mind and go ahead and keep being the awesome mom that you are! By the way, look out in the mail for something from us!
i think that is awesome abby! Just like your friend above said, God doesn't look at us as race, just His children. And, you are doing the same!! So great!
also, I am doing another blog. I am just closing out this one. you can follow my new one. but, for a couple reasons, I figured it was time to change. if you email me, i will send you the link!
I'm still fascinated by the ceramic tree...?? :)
Ahh! My mom has one of those trees and I LOVED it growing up. Kind of forgot about it. Thinking I maybe need to see if she still has/wants it...
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