Yes, I am still talking about my DNA. It is exciting and enlightening! Back in September I shared that my parents purchased a 23andMe Home DNA Kit for my 34th birthday, shortly after my mother received her own results. Her data confirmed many things, answered a few question and dropped a bombshell as a casual afterthought. I discussed at some length about the possibility of these findings and what it could mean for my family. Now I want to go over the more fun and superficial aspects of Mother’s results and more predictions about my own.
23andMe reveals about 15 physical characteristics and traits, ranked by percentages. For my mother, there was only one discrepancy. She “should have” been born with dark brown hair, like mine, not the blue-black hair she has. According to the DNA results, Mother had a 3% chance of having black hair. In fact, all seven surviving siblings have black hair. Only my Nana’s three late-term miscarriages were blue-eyed blonds. Just looking at her own DNA make-up she pretty much had “no chance” of chance of having a fair haired, light eyed child, despite that her father’s family was fair, hence the coloring of the stillborn children. Interestingly, my Tata/Grandfather was the only one of his 12 siblings to have brown eyes. Darker genes just steamrolled right over the possibility of the lighter counter parts. Mom always used to say she married by father for his blue eyes in hopes a fair child. “I feel so used,” my father would deadpan when the subject arose.
My beloved Father was previously married and had two children; one daughter with carrot orange hair and blue eyes and a son with dark blond hair and blue eyes. Red hair runs in his maternal side. William Clark, from the Lewis and Clark Expedition, is one of our red headed ancestors. My dad’s eldest maternal aunt, Helen Bright Ford, her son Richard/Bud/Buddy Ford also inherited this unique gene. Granted, in the case of my half-sister, her own mother/father’s first wife, had red hair so I would think it is a given one of the children should carry the banner.
I would love to see what my chances are for having a red or blond child with blue or green eyes, should my life ever go to the procreation route. . .
I imagine some people might point out an unfair preference for a light child. Do not misunderstand me, I love the stark contrast of my translucent skin and dark brown hair! But at it’s core, I love uniqueness–Something different. All my 14 cousins are brunettes with brown eyes. Maybe if I came from a family full of blue-eyed blonds, I’d be itching to find a tall dark and handsome ancestor (or spouse, for that matter!). Honestly, I have a thing for green eyes, but I am a sucker for the beautiful unusual. It is also a reason I am so thrilled about discovering I have an Awesome African Ancestor. Something different! Variety is the spice of life!