Say Hi Logan!

An introduction to Logan James Galdamez.

Hey There! This is our new space, and we would like to welcome all our new visitors. My name is Logan James — and yes, I’m named after the infamous Wolverine. I’ve been with mom and dad for 9mo. now and it has been nothing but pure love and joy. I have to note that their joy and wonder as they discover this world with me is nothing short of magical.

It was during week 22 of mommy’s pregnancy that genetic blood work came back with a positive marker for Trisomy21.

After an amniocentesis at week 23, mommy received her confirmation of a positive diagnosis for the chromosomal disorder of Trisomy21. Also, more commonly referred to as Down Syndrome. Although, I will say there is nothing down about my attitude, nor my outlook on life.

I was born in June of 2018 at 38 weeks and 5 days. My doctors at Maternal Fetal Medicine, who followed my case weekly — believed it was best for me to come out a bit earlier than we anticipated, due to my growth restriction. During weeks 32-37 of mommy’s pregnancy, I had only gained almost a pound. So, SURPRISE! Here I come two weeks early!

After the initial induction, and finally after having the water broken, I arrived in 15 short minutes. Mommy likes to say that she didn’t even know I came out until I was screaming in her arms.

“Wait, what? He’s out?! That’s it?!”
-mommy on June 27 at 9:42pm

I spent 10 days in the NICU due to feeding reluctance, and PPHN which had me oxygen dependent. During this time mommy and daddy would come to visit as much as possible, while also readying my room at home. 

Mommy likes to joke that “you would never guess I ate from a feeding tube for the first 5 days of my life”. Why? Now I eat like a champ and there hasn’t been food I don’t like. I spend most of my day discovering the environments around me while trying so hard to get the attention of Evan and my cousins.

Those first weeks after the diagnosis was rough for mommy and daddy. But, they know that the universe knows what it does. Therefore, I was meant for them, and them for me. This could be for a reason we don’t yet but certainly, for reasons we have only just begun to understand. Considering how little mom knew about Trisomy21, and the none to nil contact she’s had with individuals like me — it makes sense she was a nervous wreck.

But these smiles make it all worthwhile.

Now, almost ten months later mom and dad aren’t the only ones who have fallen completely, and totally in love with me. Due to my infectious smiles, and the wondrous beauty I see in everything, the individuals I meet and come to know, also come to see the world with the same sense of wonder.

Don’t get me wrong, I know my journey is a slow one as I meet my milestones slower than my brothers and cousin did. Mom likes to say I’m lazy, dad likes to say I’m just observing how it’s done first.

But now, at 9 months I am finally mastering the art of sitting and beginning the learning movements of crawling. When mom compares me to my brother Evan (which, yes yes, I know I shouldn’t) I’m nowhere near the running and climbing he was doing at this age.

But that doesn’t stop me from being the most perfect thing mommy has ever laid eyes on.

Follow along on our journey to hear more about my developments, as well as different material relating to mom’s journey into motherhood while managing mental illness and health.

 

-LJ