In my opinion, identifying with your child by their race makes them less *your* child and more a “product” of another country. I know several adoptive parents who feel they must send their Chinese daughters to mandarin classes so they can learn their “native” language. My daughter was *born* in China, but her native language is english. The mere fact that she was birthed in another country does not make her a commodity of that country that I have imported as a cultural anomaly.
Continually referring to your child by their race makes them less your child and more a consequence of adoption. I don’t even think of Lola as Chinese, she’s Lola, my daughter. She could not be more like me if I had birthed her myself and I treat her as if I did. I am committed to her and to promoting adoption as a joyous way to start or expand your family.
If you always make issue or special concessions for a child's race, then you are driving a wedge between them and social acceptance. I just returned home from a trip to Seattle and while on the train I encountered a woman with 2 children; a biological boy and Chinese girl. Since I was missing Lola, I vacillated on approaching her and saying “Hey, I have a Chinese daughter too”, then I thought better of it. Would I approach this woman if her daughter were white, like me, and say “Hey, I have a white daughter too”? No. By constantly bringing race to the fore you never let a natural meshing or mending occur, the selvedge edge always remains visible.
This woman deserved to take a train trip with her children and enjoy it without a stranger bringing “differences” to the fore. I deserve to take a train trip and quietly reflect on how much I love *my* daughter by watching another’s daughter play with a likeness to mine, and interact with her mother in typical fashion, *because they are children*, NOT because they are ”adopted children” or both “Chinese children”.
By any other set of circumstances, I could have been born in China, Lola could have been born in Russia and we may never have met, but in *this* life, we were destined to be mother and daughter, NOT a white woman with a Chinese child. If you always see a difference, a difference will always be there. If you always play the race card, you’ll never hold a winning hand.