My husband is 100% Vietnamese and I am fairly mixed but let's just call it White. Haha. When dating my husband, the hardest part was more the mean comments from younger Asian women when we would visit Northern Virginia. He's a catch, I get it.
Anyway, after Tyler was born and we went up I found that we were more accepted as a family which I found interesting. Perhaps because a child made our relationship look permanent and concrete. Or perhaps because being a married daddy makes him look unobtainable.
The difference in how we were perceived was huge. We often receive compliments on how handsome and adorable Tyler is and no one seems to care.
However, what's most important is that we live in a changing world. Biracial relationships are becoming more common even in media. The stigma is lifting. Honestly, we are all in love. No matter what was ever said to me, it didn't change how I feel about my husband. Bringing a child into the world with him also makes me feel like it's one more step towards making close minded people realize that we are all human and what we look like doesn't matter in the end.
Plus, my son is friggin' cute and I cannot wait to see how adorable my daughter is!