My 5 year old, biracial daughter asked if she could marry a white guy earlier this week, further proving to me that raising multiracial children is a unique experience worthy of acknowledgment. Multiracial motherhood has its own facets of parenting, I think, because my experiences as a Latina won’t be solely her experiences as a mixed, black Latina. But perhaps that’s everyone? Have you experienced something like this? Anyway, here’s
I love when my little girl sees herself on the big screen. And I don’t mean literally. I mean in the way entertainment television and movies are supposed to do: reflect a bit of reality mixed imagination, a great plot and amazing visuals. DreamWorks HOME does just that for my multiracial child, reflecting what so many kids’ realities look like, with their loveable characters and heart warming plot. I haven’t
Discussing racial identity with multiracial and biracial children is a challenge for many parents. They may have difficulty due to the weight of their own experiences with culture and want to protect their kids from the same. Other parents might struggle with translating complex ideas such as race and racism into an age appropriate language that a kid would understand. It’s helpful to first have working definitions for terms commonly
Ask the Expert is a series of posts for multiracial moms raising biracial kids. To submit your question to our panel of mental health and parenting experts, fill out the form here. Today’s question is a great one, broaching the topic of mixed identity and how we, as parents, can help facilitate a healthy one. One DSM reader asks, How can I help my biracial child answer questions on identity?
Taking care of biracial hair during the cold, winter months is an important task. Though it looks strong, curly hair is most susceptible to breakage, which prevents growth and length. In the winter, you might be running a forced-air heater, which sucks up the moisture in the air, and/or regularly wearing scarves, big jackets and beanies/hats. Kids are playing indoors more, meaning lots of rolling around on the floor or
Today is Nevada Day, did you know? Today, this state in which we’ve lived for almost ten years turns 150 years old. As a state holiday, the kids have the day off from school. My bank is closed. All so the citizens of Nevada acknowledge it’s legacy and history. In July of 2005, I drove my car into the valley and the thermometer read 115 degrees. I didn’t have much,