It’s interesting to me that some people think that when I was surprised by Simone’s skin color that I loved her a little less. Or that because my husband and I are of different races that we argue about race. There must always be conflict, right?

I don’t think I ever loved so hard as I did in the year after Simone was born. She was my everything. Simone has a scrapbook of the early days. It is filled with pictures of her in every pose imaginable and accompanied by all of the details of what was happening at the time. She was a reflection of me, which means she was cute and clean 24-7.  I nursed her that year. I nursed even though it was painful at first and sent me to the doctor twice. Simone and her well-being were my priority. I didn’t even know I had all of that love inside of me. In fact, it was scary at times. I knew for the very first time in my life that I could seriously harm someone if she tried to harm my baby. I bet other mothers have said the same thing.

Sometimes people ask me whether the hubby and I argue about racial issues. No, we don’t. I am not sure how such an argument would unfold. Differences don’t always produce conflict. Sometimes they produce understanding.  Ken and I argue about the same things other parents of a young family with two girls, two dogs, and two working parents trying to budget in these tough economic times. We aren’t different in that regard. A family is a family is a family.

What other myths can we break?



6 thoughts to “Myth Busters

  • Beth

    I like the new look and logo.

    Good piece. I can relate to your first year with Simone. When I wasn’t tending to Rachel’s needs I was taking pictures of her.

    Myths? How about: “If I just had [fill in the blank] I’d be happy.” (Those people never are.)

    • Jah

      I agree with Beth. You could spend your entire life chasing after that next thing to make you more happy, and end up just as unhappy as before, but with a ton of “stuff.” It’s sometimes hard, but it’s better to cultivate peace with things you have and where you are. Not to say that we shouldn’t dream bigger, but the motivation behind why we do things is really important.

      For what it’s worth, my husband and I have discussions about race quite often. I can’t think of a time when we argued about it, though. It’s just one of the many things in life we like to think and talk about.

      • Honeysmoke

        Yes, like you, we discuss race, but we don’t argue about it.

    • Honeysmoke

      Thanks for the logo love.

  • Melissa

    How about “I’m too old to join an exercise class.” Long live Zumba!

  • Blanc2

    Interesting post. I’ve had very similar thoughts many times. Sometimes people who meet us expect something exotic and mysterious. They sometimes seem almost disappointed to read that we’re just a family, with the usual issues facing two workng parents with two busy kids. We haven’t argued about ethnicity issues in the 16 years of our marriage. The racial issues — that is, the male race vs. the female race — are frankly much larger, by factors of 10, than the black/white thing.

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