My daughter is beautiful.
I get to say this because I'm her mom, but I also get to say it because it's true.
Since she was a minute old, Piper's dark hair has been the envy of everyone she meets. She never had "baby hair"; her locks were always thick and long. As my hairdresser's youngest client ever, my daughter got her first haircut when she was six months old.
Piper's olive skin tans quickly in the summer, and I already know that her big, brown eyes and full eyelashes will never need any mascara (though I'm sure she'll beg me to wear it). She has her birth mom's dancer legs.
All of Piper's features stand in stark contrast to my fair skin, light hair, and blue eyes.
No one has ever told me that she looks like me.
Most days, that's fine. She doesn't look like me. I know this.
But there are days when I wish that she did, not because I'd love her any more than I already do, but because there is this perception that she would "belong" more to our family if we shared some of the same outward characteristics.
Our biological child, Caroline, is a "mini-me" as far as looks go. She inherited my wild, blonde hair and my pasty ghost skin. No one has ever questioned that she is a Fenrick.
More so when she was an infant, but even now that she is four, people ask me of Piper, "Is she yours?"
I hate this question. Even though no one has ill intentions when asking, it represents a misconception. Of course she's mine. Have you seen how stubborn this kid is, how many peanut butter sandwiches she eats, or how much she loves reading? Though our outward traits differ, many of the inward ones are exactly alike.
She calls me, "Mom," but she resembles her birth mother. That brings a twinge of sadness on both ends. However, maybe it's God's gift to us, as well. No one can ever take away how she looks, and no one can ever change how she acts. She will forever simultaneously be a Fenrick and a Carson*.
I wouldn't alter Piper's appearance for the world. My adopted daughter doesn't look like me, but I don't really need her to. She belongs, despite what the mirror may reflect.
*last name changed