Matthew joined our family as a little brother to Isaac. But what some of you might not know is that, in his foster home he was a big brother. Matthew’s foster family always cares for two children at a time, and Matthew spent over a year being a big brother to S. Matthew and S are almost exactly a year apart in age (S just turned 2 in May).
S is also a waiting child. As a matter of fact, he was on all of the same lists that Matthew was on while we searched. I looked at his picture often, especially when I realized that he was in the foster home with Matthew. I read the descriptions about his condition and they seemed dire, but then again the descriptions about Matthew’s condition seemed dire as well.
But then we arrived in Korea and we met 2 healthy, happy boys. Two normally developing boys who were fighting over toys, vying for attention, and running through their apartment.
I watched these 2 boys playing and thought back to when I would look at them on the lists, the lists of the children who wait. I didn’t know their names then. To me they were “schizencephaly” and “DiGeorge Syndrome”. They were the disorders that you google, then you gasp, and then you move on. Sure, I know you do it. I did too. It is scary–especially when they are on the other side of the world and you are making decisions based on faith and some translated medical data…..but mostly on faith.
I’m sure you can imagine that I never look at Matthew anymore and think “schizencephaly”. Honestly, I forget. A lot. That he has any kind of diagnosis. And others are floored if they find out that he has any kind of special need.
When I met S, the little brother, I searched. I looked for signs of his syndrome. I wondered what could be so bad that he waited. And all I could find was a mischievous toddler. One who waddled all over the apartment with the bottle nipple clenched between his teeth. A child who breaks out in dancing whenever he hears music. Who could stand up to Matthew when it came down to a favorite toy. A loving boy, whose big brother left to join a family while he stayed.
I am writing this post at the request of his foster family who desperately hopes that a family steps forward to claim him as their son. I am writing this post with permission from the adoption agency who represents him because they hope “maybe, just maybe this little guy’s family will find him”. I am writing this post because, just like Matthew, he is so much more than a diagnosis or a small paragraph that describes him.
Maybe you are like we were. Maybe you are thinking a toddler aged boy is a perfect fit for your family. Maybe you are open to some medical issues. I can share a little more information with you about S if you email me (emwood77 at gmail dot com), and if you are still interested I can tell you who to call.
Maybe you aren’t looking to expand your family. That’s okay too. Could you say a prayer that S’s family finds him? Could you share this post with others who might be interested?
*I do have pictures of S, but it did not feel right to share them publicly. Take my word that he is a cutie, and that he is being well-loved right now!*