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I am the ‘perfect’ eldest grandchild

Jordan Esparza,
Houston, TX

I was always told to be the example of what to do. I come from a mixed family and everyone has the same expectations. On my dad’s side, I am supposed to represent my hispanic heritage, but on my mom’s side, I must represent my white heritage. I am the oldest compared to my younger siblings, and cousins. I am the first grandchild, the example. I was always told that I must set the example for my little cousins and siblings. I must never go against my families wishes, or I would be disappointing. My white side of the family sees me as a “burrito baby”. I was called that since I’ve been born. I call myself white because I am white passing, even though I have much more heritage than the average white person. I am the ‘perfect’ eldest grandchild, that calls herself white because I’m scared of what everyone else will think about me. No 17 year old should worry about what race she is.

Black Women Become Grandmothers Too Young

Anzita,
New Orleans, LA

At the time I was born my grandmother was 40 and already had a grandchild. I have two sons with a huge age gap. My oldest is 21 and my youngest is 8. I decided to pursue a degree in Nursing as a career change since I felt like having another child was starting over. I am in my junior year in the nursing program and I have made so many plans for my new future. My 21 year old is discovering a new beginning of his own as he prepares to become a father. My initial reaction to becoming a grandmother was that I was too young. I see so many women accomplishing goals and discovering things about themselves at my age, thought made me feel like my life would be condensed to being a grandmother. The energy and creativity it takes to entertain my eight year old keeps me feeling young and rejuvenated. Even the thought of an eight year old becoming an uncle is overwhelming. I am realizing that allowing my son to become a man does not stop my life, it just increases the amount of love to give and receive.

White grandchild adoptive Native American grandparents

Charlie Cook,
Sacramento, CA.

My dad was born from a White Russian and American couple. At 6 days old, he was placed into the wonderful home of my grandparents, one of the Cherokee tribe and one of the Mohawk tribe. Race doesn’t define you, your history, culture, and family help you grow into the person you are. I may be “white” based on the way I look, but my family is Native American and we could not be more proud.

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