I wasn’t trying to promote (reverse) colorism; I was sharing a baby ideal I had in my mind based on my life experiences. See, my mom has light-to-medium-toned skin. Her makeup advice resulted in me wearing face powder that was too light for my skin tone for almost a decade. This was unacceptable, and I made a conscious effort to compile life advice specifically for my daughter — who would be a carbon copy of me. I thought I had a well-developed plan for helping my future daughter on her path to self-love, but the curveball of being in an interracial relationship came unexpected and beyond my realm of imagination. The type-A in me hates to concede that parenting means navigating the unexpected.