I never thought being a mom would make me feel self conscious. I didn't have postpartum depression and I am confident in my abilities as a mother. It's the way people treat me when I'm with my son that makes me feel uncomfortable. The whispers, looks and, and constant questioning my relationship to him is getting ridiculous. "Are you his mother?" is to be the most common, and perhaps the most inappropriate question I am asked on a daily basis. The way people look at me when I kiss him makes me want to cry. Sometimes its racism because people assume he is white and sometimes it happens even when I'm with my husband. Today, someone at a hardware store asked me if my husband and I were together and then proceeded to compliment my son's eyes and skin. My husband sees it too, but it's easier for him not to take these comments so personally. This was the last straw...my breaking point. I knew there would be challenges being in an interracial marriage and having mixed kids. I know my husband is European. I also know my father, although a black man, has red hair. I still didn't expect my son to be this pale with blue eyes and look almost nothing like me. I am currently undergoing genealogy testing to get a better understanding of my role. He is so beautiful and I love him with all of my heart, I just have to be honest. *update: thanks to everyone pointing out how we look alike. I love my baby and am not ashamed or embarrassed of him, I simply dislike the way I am treated by others when I'm out with my baby.