I was prepared to possibly experience postpartum depression with my second. It didn't happen. Yet I was subconsciously bracing myself for something bad to happen. ER visits felt like an ominous sign. I didn't realize until after the fact that PTSD had quietly been infiltrating my thinking.

In order to be a part of any solution, we need to talk about it. Raising mixed race children, it is hugely important to me that I teach them about their identity, racism, and the inherent equality of all people.

Meet my daughter, Avy. People often ask me how we came up with her name. Her big brother Ryker named her. I always thought he had simply made it up, and then he told me a story that makes me think they have been connected since before she was even born.

Remember remote learning?? Or perhaps we have all repressed the memory of those days...

A personal timeline of living outside of White Privilege