Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Questions that make me go 'gulp' and make me better at the omission piece (um is that a good thing?)...
Stranger: Oh your daughter is SO adorable! Look at that hair, where does she get it from?
me: (thinking in my head....uh uh uh uh) It runs in the family
Stranger: wow....lucky girl
me: smiles and wanders off
Stranger: Wow look at that curly hair....who in your family has curly hair?
me: (thinking I'm so not in the mood for disclaimers right now) my father has gorgeous wavy/curly hair
Stranger: Isn't it funny how some things skip generations
me: yup (while moving away) have a great day!
Then there's always the grocery line conversation
Stranger: She's so pretty, look at those eyes...she's mixed right?
me: oh thank you, yes she isStranger: oh my grandson is too and he has the best eyes, I think mixed kids are the prettiest
me: I'm partial to my kid (winks)
Stranger: Was she that light when she was born?
me: (thinking in my head...um not quite sure but what the hell....) yeah
Stranger: So was my grandson
See, I feel like I"m lying by omission, yet I don't think every Jane, Dick, and Harry need to hear the whole story about adoption and such and I don't feel like making disclaimers either...nothing to do with being secure or ashamed or an adoption educator or wall flower, just sometimes I'm not in the mood. I guess I can either feel guilty or feel blessed that I live in a community where it's very common to be a) a single mom and b) in interracial relationships.
And that is my [adoption] world at the moment.