As you can see, my son is considerably lighter than myself. In fact, he is a lot lighter than me. I hate bringing up the subject of colour, as it really grinds me. (Although I have somewhat contradicted myself due to my blog title!). But before “she’s racist!” comes up, please know this ~ my first husband *Matt is half White English; half Persian/Iranian. Then there was *Steve, Max’s father whom I married by proxy, who is White American (well, his family from his father’s side has a mixed bloodline).
So what happened to Max?
Why have I mentioned this?
Because I keep getting looks as if I have stolen my baby or something. Sometimes, they look me up and down, then do the same to my son. When people are bold enough, even to this day, in both the UK and (mainly in the) US, they ask “Is he yours?”.
I have been tempted many times to say “No, I just took him from the local hospital because I felt like it” to see their reaction. And whilst this happens in real life, causing a lot of heartache, therefore, really isn’t funny at all, I have considered it.
Here he is with my baby sister during summer 2014. Although the image is black and white, you can see just how ‘pale’ he is.
None of the images in this post has been lightened or adjusted in any way.
I was told by his doctor that he would get darker when he was six months old. It hasn’t happened, and there are no signs of it happening. He’s now two years old.
So yes, he is my son, and I wouldn’t change anything about him. Although many are still not convinced, this is clearly not my problem.
Isn’t there something else these people could be getting on with in their lives?