Several weeks ago we were talking with some close friends about our yet-public pregnancy, and all of a sudden our friend a shocked look came across his face. He looked at us and announced, "Oh my gosh! I just realized this baby isn't going to be black. WEIRD!" Brian and I looked at each other and had the same shocked reaction. What?!? But our children our black!?!
Literally, multiple times over the past several weeks I've caught myself in the reality check that, indeed, this baby will not be Ethiopian. This will be a Caucasian-Puerto Rican baby.
We've chuckled that our biological child will be the minority of our family. Typically, the concern in multi-racial adoptive families is that that adoptive child will feel like the minority, but in our colorful family [white momma, Hispanic daddy, 2 Ethiopian babies, and 1 multi-racial baby] we're all mixed up.
I think God must be happily chuckling, too. Seriously, I must keep reminding myself that Baby #3 won't be black. Add that to the "crazy things" about being pregnant list.
Dear Baby Diaz #3,
ReplyDeleteI am also half hispanic and half white. You and I will be besties because we are "mixies". Now, your big bro and sis may be black and from Africa [which is infinitely cool] and your father may be bi-lingual [which is also very, very cool] and your mom is like a famous blogger/leader/pastor etc...but you and I will always have the bond that we are EXCEPTIONALLY gorgeous due to our halfsies nationality!
Love,
Auntie Becca