Lucas is out of the orphanage!!! He is safely and happily with his foster family until we can get to him in 33 days!! We are counting down the days! We have some friends traveling to Uganda next weekend who kindly offered to take him some things and I have packed Lucas a little box with some toys, a picture book with our pictures in them so he can begin learning who we are and the hopefully the words, “mommy”,”daddy”,”brother”, a blanket, and a stuffed animal doggie, which will be his first possessions ever.
A common question I get is “Can he speak English?” No, he can’t. He doesn’t know any at all. We will have to learn to speak his language while we are there, and teach him English just like you do your own child from the beginning. He is only 2 1/2, so he is still young enough where I don’t think it will be a big issue teaching him English. I hope to learn as much Lugandan as I can (the language they speak in Uganda) although spoken in different dialects-as Lucas speaks in a different dialect, but lucky enough his foster momma speaks the same dialect! So we are hoping to learn a lot from her!
His foster family said he is sleeping, eating, and doing well. The picture at the top is the newest picture I have of him with his foster family, who are taking very good care of him. I know he is in good hands until we can get there. Shoot, he even has shoes on for the first time!! That’s very exciting to see, not just because of the shoes, but just in general he looks great! I have pictures just 2 weeks apart, one of him in the orphanage and one of him 2 weeks later-just recently with his foster family, and he looks a world different. Really looks like a different little guy. Oh what a little bit of food, and care will do for a child! And I know it will only get better!
He has been to a doctor for the first time, and we find out more information tomorrow, I’m counting on some health problems for sure, but all that can be cured with good nutrition and proper medicines, but we did find out that he is HIV Negative!!!!!!! Praise the Lord!!! We were told he was negative before, but the second test just confirmed that, and put our fears at ease. He will get another test once he’s here in the U.S. after 6 months, but we are sure that he is negative, which is a huge HUGE relief.
I don’t even know where to begin with the next bit of information we received about him. I don’t even know that I should. But I will, because this is part of his journey, our journey, and the part of our story of Lucas’s adoption. Good and bad, we will tell it all-which was our commitment through this website from the start. Adoption is a beautiful thing, a blessing to everyone touched by adoption. Not always is it easy, or glamorous, in fact a lot of the time it isn’t. This is one of those things where it isn’t.
We all have scars, some have them worse than others, some have them on their bodies physically, some have them inwardly on their heart. Lucas has them both. I am told he has significant, horrible scars on his stomach. Please grip yourself as what I’m about to describe is hard to read. We are told by numerous people that they have never seen anything like this before, the doctor Lucas saw was “speechless”. I am told there are about 10 different scars, which look intentionally done, and is suspected that it is burn marks, and/or abuse with something where he has been beaten with spikes.
We have not seen them yet. I was told that they would take pictures of them and send them for us to see before we get there and before we see them in person because of how significant they are. The last thing he needs to feel from his new mommy and daddy is a reaction of horror to the scars, which we are sure to feel.
I am told it looks as if they have been healed long ago, happening possibly before he came to the orphanage at 8 months old where he was found in a basin on the side of the road in the bush severely malnourished and dehydrated, left to die. Possibly he had them then. We don’t know. No one knows. No one knows what happened, where they are from, how they got there. Only Lucas knows the answer, and the ones who did it. I hate to assume it is abuse without fully knowing, because accidents happen, but by the sounds of it from multiple people, it is not an accident that these scars happened.
It is gut-wrentching, heartbreaking, makes me literally vomit to think about someone doing this to him. Our baby. Our precious baby boy. Who could hurt this innocent child so badly? We were literally in pain learning about this. Our hearts broke for him. I want to kiss all of those scars, and I will. I know that won’t make them go away, I know that won’t make the pain of what happened go away, but if I can try to help ease that, make him feel beautiful, secure, confident, and loved, then I will. Every child deserves that.