Columnist intro: Sue

by Anti-Racist Parent columnist Sue Lyons-Joell

sue lyons joellWhen I was asked to join Anti-Racist Parent as a guest writer, my first thought was, “Wait, I’m not a parent yet – what could I possibly say?” Then I started thinking about parenthood and what it means to raise a child. Prepping for parenthood really starts the minute you even consider the notion. I like to think that I’m ready for whatever motherhood will throw at me. Yes, stop laughing, moms and dads, I know I’m very, very wrong!

I’ll soon find out exactly how wrong. I’m a Parent-In-Training, expecting my first child, a daughter, in February. Since my husband and I found out about the pregnancy, we’ve been going through all the usual ups and downs: How’s our finances? Where are the good schools? Do we like our doctors? How’s her health? Mom’s health? Dad’s sanity?

Of course we have to consider other issues that never quite make it into the trendiest pregnancy guides. I’m biracial, of African-American/Bermudan and European-American descent. My husband is Puerto Rican, of undefined-mixed-with-everything descent. 3 continents, 3 arbitrary U.S. “race” categories 7 traceable ethnicities. Little things in this pregnancy have been a reminder. I had unnecessary blood work done because the statistics for inheriting many disorders never include mixed-race people. I want to donate my child’s cord blood for the National Marrow Donor Program (NMDP), but it’s an unusual request for both my doctors and the hospital. My gut tells me that this may do some good for another multiracial person down the line, but I’m still not sure if the hospital will donate their time and staff for the cause.

On a less clinical level, both of us have kept up an ongoing discussion on race and racism, almost from Day 1. His parents have a decent amount of racial baggage, some of which they’ve been able to jettison. But the color-struck phenomenon is alive and well. My own family is far from perfect, but they’ve had a 30-year head start on the whole interracial/biracial thing. Both sides have come a long way towards accepting us and the family we’re starting. His sister’s in-laws and my uncle still need to hold a How Not To Be A Racist self-help seminar, far, far away from the rest of us. Otherwise, we hope both our families will be the supports we’ll need. But I’m a realist, and my guard is up for any slight, any off-hand comment, and even any praise based on this child’s looks.

What will “multiracial” even mean to my daughter? I honestly don’t know. My own mother changed hospital forms, a birth certificate, and the 1980 census to make a “biracial” category. It was a bold move coming from my conservative Catholic mom, but I don’t think I’ll have to face the snide remarks and outright criticism my mom did – things have improved that much at least. Judging from our local school’s diversity, my daughter should also be able to avoid what my mom dubbed “Only One” Syndrome – the awkward experience of always being the “only one [fill in the blank]” in the room. But subtle racism/bias is so hard to detect, harder to confront, hardest to remove - scariest to deal with. I worry sometimes, and I watch.

In some ways, I’m confident that I’ve experienced, or at least heard of, many things my kids will encounter as multiethnic people. They are my “known” variables. The “unknowns” are what keep me up at night. I hope her experiences will be overwhelmingly positive. I fear that she’ll face things I cannot even begin to prepare her for. And I’m working towards acceptance that those hopes and fears are the same for every single parent of every single child. Yes, my daughter will be ‘unique’, just like everyone else.

ARP for me is my chance to share experiences and learn with other parents and with everyone who gives a damn about anti-racist issues. I’m excited to be here, as a poster or just commenting in the peanut gallery. And I can’t wait to be an Anti-Racist Parent for real, not just in training.

Sue Lyons-Joell is a wetlands scientist near Philadelphia, PA. Also known as Lyonside, she has been active in various multiethnic groups and online forums since college. She’s more of a blogging fan than an actual blogger. Sue and her husband are expecting their first child in February 2007.

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  1. In case you missed it… at Addicted to Race on 05 Jan 2007 at 12:39 pm

    […] Columnist intro: Sue: Of course we have to consider other issues that never quite make it into the trendiest pregnancy guides. I’m biracial, of African-American/Bermudan and European-American descent. My husband is Puerto Rican, of undefined-mixed-with-everything descent. 3 continents, 3 arbitrary U.S. “race” categories 7 traceable ethnicities. […]

Comments

  1. daddyinastrangeland wrote:

    Welcome to the other side of the comment box! Glad to have you on board, Lyonside!

  2. Lyonside wrote:

    Thanks for the warm welcome! I do feel like a mouthy little sister to all the bloggers around here - I’m hoping to learn how to say more with less for my next post …

  3. Kim wrote:

    Lady,

    I wanted to know when you were due, but realize “I don’t know you like that.” Thanks for sharing.

    I am very excited to have you on board on that other side of the line. You’re so good at knowing where it is, and whether you can push or pull it, as its proximity to you requires.

    Maybe by the time your child fills out the census form, the box (always left for the administrators to check on other types of forms), will already be inked in: uniracial, fully human.

  4. Lyonside wrote:

    Kim, I want that too - Right now we need the categories because all things aren’t equal… but I want my kids to think, “OK, I’m this, and my friend is that,” and have it mean… absolutely nuffin’ :)

  5. Stella wrote:

    My mother is from Colombia and my father is from Germany. I’ve always identified as Hispanic/Latina, esp. since Spanish is my first language and because I look more Latina. My husband’s mother is from Costa Rica and his father is from the U.S., and he identifies as white (he’s blond/blue eyed) prob. mainly because he was raised in English and he’s so white.

    Anyway, I was shocked to have such white-looking kids. Now I feel like the only non-white person in my white family! I’ve been asked THREE TIMES if I am their nanny. It’s strange ot teach about racial privilege and to feel it in a different way because it will be my daughers’ experience. It’s been a learning experience in lots of ways–I’m looking forward to hearing about your experiences!

  6. Lyonside wrote:

    Stella, I’ve been the nanny too (!) - to my first cousins. Despite the fact that I’m calling my mother “mom” and my cousins are saying, “Aunt,” I became the nanny on more than one occasion.

    Actually you hit on the fear I’m totally ashamed to admit… my spouse and I really do look alike (he’s a tad paler, but we fooled my mom with his 2-year-old picture), and I’ve told him from day 1 that this kid could look exactly like us or nothing like us.

    I know enough about genetics to know it’s a crapshoot for both of us, and I’m really not LOOKING for problems.

    But the 2 grandkids in his family are pale and blue-eyed, and I know that’s why their other grandparents are “okay” (ugh) with them being 1/2 Puerto Rican. They pass, for all intents and purposes, and since my spouse’s family has lost a lot of their PR roots (neither he nor his sisters speak Spanish, have never been there, etc.), they will likely self-identify as white Americans. Which is fine, of course, but I can’t help but think how it would be if my own kid identified as a non-minority because of her phenotype.

    Ultimately it shouldn’t matter. In reality, it really could.

  7. Meera wrote:

    Nice to make your accquaintance, Sue! I look forward to hearing all about your journey to “the other side” (parenthood) and chatting with you here.

    “Ultimately it shouldn’t matter. In reality, it really could.”
    That about sums it up for me, and my concern for my kids…

    In the beginning, I got all kinds of questions like “are you the mother?” with my first, who was born extremely fair-skinned. Now with twin toddlers on the exact opposite chades of the color spectrum, people don’t say anything, they just stare! It was different when they were smaller, but I’m finding that as they get older (and look more alike), people think more before speaking.

    I just blogged about a great t-shirt company that makes shirts for mixed race tots. There’s one on there that speaks to exactly what we’re talking about – “She’s my mommy, not my nanny.” I’m buying that one. And I’d invest in that company if I could. ;)

  8. Kim wrote:

    Meera,

    there is a great little book, some old print, that I was drawn to because of the hilarious poignancy of the title, and we’ve really grown to love for its simple rhyme and inventiveness on the theme: You Don’t Look Like Your Mother,” Said The Robin To The Fawn

    by Aileen Fisher, copy. 1973

    The running scenario: Myriad little animals whose origin and type are held in suspicion in their youth, but who (we are told) will grow indeed to look like the adult of the species, squelching all doubt for an onlooker.

    I love the playfulness and true-to-life arrogance of the robin who insists on the spot to be told far more than is any of her business in each encounter with the little ones:

    The robin stared,
    her head aslant.
    “Whose child is on
    that milkweed plant,”
    she asked, “with stripes
    of white and black
    and yellow curved
    around his back?”

    The caterpillar
    blinked an eye.
    “You ask,” he said,
    “whose child am I?
    My mother is a butterfly.”

    “A butterfly!”
    the robin cried.
    “Your’re not like any
    I have spied.
    You’re long and round
    not thin and wide.

    You don’t look like your mother.”

    My kids just crack up as with each encounter, my voice (as robin) becomes more Julia Child-ish in its exaggerated sense of affront at the litte creature, punctuated strongly by the time we make it to her last incredulous outburst.

    ————-

    Interesting Meera, that your children at opposite shades of the color spectrum are beginning to give room for pause to people, now that they grow more alike in their features.

    People close to us can see flashes of my children in each other, and their fictive grandmother has always thought my baby (caucasian-identified by everyone) looks most like me than any of my other kids…looking at bone structure and chin shape, I think.

    My husband has always thought same child’s cranial and facial shape to be most like that of my brother, who for a take-you-there image, looks most like Djimon Hounsou.

  9. Lyonside wrote:

    Oh Kim, thank you for the heads-up on this book - if I (or anyone else) ever find a link to the book on sale, I’ll make sure to post it on ARP. Sounds like something parents of all kinds of kids should be reading.

    Meera: I found the link to the Tshirt site from your blog - how much fun (and how potentially addictive)! - thank you!

  10. Meera wrote:

    Kim– This book looks terrific. I’ll have to track it down, either through xlibris or my thrift shop scavenging. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

    Sue – You’re welcome! There are SO many cute tee shirts for babies and it can get VERY addicitive. My sister in law just told me about one she saw tonight that said (on a onesie): “No, YOU need to calm down!” LOL But I love these swirlsyndicate tees b/c they’re so appropos for kids like ours. Have fun. :)

  11. Margie wrote:

    Sue, I think everyone needs to think like a parent, even if they don’t have children. I’m glad to see you on board here, and am looking forward to your perspective. Welcome!

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