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We’re going home!!

Logan has been discharged from the hospital to go home with Hospice care. We just met with the Hospice team. They’ll come in everyday to check on him, however we just want to be home alone and do all his care ourselves. When he passes we requested that we give his bath and dress him and take him to the funeral home. Hospice said we just need to call them to pronounce him for the death certificate.

We have been assured his passing will be peaceful we aren’t really obsessing about that at this time. We just want to be in the moment and enjoy this beautiful boy and his little personality while we’ve got it. We will update on the rest when that time comes!

We can’t thank you enough for your generous donations! I’m off work for 6 weeks for recovery with no paid time. And Josh has at least 2 weeks off without pay. I know he’s wanting to take an additional week to recover after Logan passes. And the money you’ve donated and continue to donate will help us to have this time without the financial stress that comes with these situations. So I can’t thank you enough for helping us be able to have this time with Logan and as a family to enjoy and eventually grieve our loss.

He has already touched every heart he’s met in his brief time here ❤

As soon as we get time we will share some photos we’ve taken of this sweet sweet boy. In the meantime, enjoy this picture of him in his very first outfit

 

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February 27, 2017

My body and my mind are so exhausted, I can barely keep them open. And all I can think about is what I will wake up to if I go to sleep tonight. I’m watching Logan and I’m pretty sure I know the answer and I’m not ready.

aunt jefri

Now the following post was not written by me. However, it was written by someone very special to me and my family. She’s not family by blood or marriage, but by choice. We had a rocky beginning, and now I can’t imagine life without her. She is an amazing person and has been there for me and my family through every step of this pregnancy. What she had to write, was not only beautiful but loving as well. It goes as follows:

I would like to share a photo now that may make some of you uncomfortable, but this is a life. An important life. A cherished life. This is baby Logan and his encephalocele. This is his life.

I believe that God’s plan for him is for something far greater than this world has to offer him at this moment. While it is hard to watch him come and go, we have been blessed with the time that we have been given. He does not suffer. He is not in pain. He has known love. Unconditional love. He has known a home. He has known a family. A beautiful family. And when he gets where he is going he will have so much to tell of his time here on earth.

And while we don’t understand why this is happening we have to be thankful for what he has given us, and not angry that he will be taken away from us. He has known tears and he has known laughter as he has had a whirlwind of emotion surround him these past couple of days.

He came to us with trouble breathing and we id not expect there to be a “tomorrow”, but there was a tomorrow. Four of them now to be exact. And he was breathing “normal.” Believe it or not he had “treated himself” as the doctors described his breathing. And that was a beautiful day. He continues to keep us in awe of his strength. Of the fight he has in him. He isn’t leaving us on anyone’s terms but his own. He is beautiful. He is amazing. He is a son, a brother, a grandson, a nephew… he is my nephew. He is our Logan. 💙

hello world

The day has arrived for our sweet boy to make his entrance and boy did he.

The CSection went smoothly as should. Personally probably not my first choice in delivery, but to each their own. Logan whimpered a little upon showing his face but needed to have breaths given to him. The Neonatologist came over and told me he was not doing as well as we thought he would. They then put us skin to skin while they finished attending to my abdomen. The moments that followed were filled with the most gut wrenching sobs. I was watching my boy slip away. Or so I thought! Turns out Logan just needed some of his momma to kickstart his life. After being skin to skin, little fella started breathing “better” and his lips and face got some color.

The first night was a little rough. We had to continually suction out his mouth. Not much sleep was gotten. Friday he started breathing really decently, the Dr was very pleased. However, enter big mean seizures. It’s one thing to watch this in an older child or an adult. But newborns don’t know how to handle what’s happening, and it’s alarming to watch. After speaking with a KU pediatrician we started him on scheduled Valium to help with his anxiety from the seizures. It’s definitely helped. He doesn’t get them as often, and while they don’t necessarily get easier to watch, it’s less alarming.

He gave us several scares the past few days. Last night was the worst for me. Reaching my breaking point after days of no sleep, trying to recover from major surgery and the chaos of visitors. I spent several hours bearing my soul and crying every tear I had. Josh and I laid in my hospital bed cradling Logan while I read him storybooks and telling him about his family in Heaven and his family here. Assuring him he could let go and join Jesus. That mom and dad were ready. Just pouring every ounce of love and understanding my body contained into this purest moment I had with my child. Thankfully he decided last night would not be his last night.

We’ve tried feeding today. He’s not sucking or appearing to swallow all the time or at all. I’m hoping we talk to a pediatrician tomorrow and see what our options are with progressing forward so that he stays comfortable.

They told me I was medically ready to go home. But my Dr is allowing us to stay longer so that we may have help with Logan and hopefully maybe take him home on hospice for whatever length of time little fella wants to stay. Thank you for your prayers. I can’t even begin to express the love I have for this child or the effect his precious life has had on me.

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(Just to give you an idea of what we went through those first few days, literally thinking every single day our son was going to die)

February 23, 2017

I think the end is near, please pray for a peaceful departure.

February 24, 2017

It would appear Logan is quite the little warrior. Several scares last night but little guy is still fighting this morning. Proving his momma wrong already.

February 26, 2017

The longer my little boy is with me, the harder it gets to remember he won’t stay.

surprise

We had quite the surprise on Thursday, I had been having some pretty serious cramps for much of the day. We were advised to go to the hospital as it seemed I might be in labor. They hooked me up on the monitor and my contractions were pretty regular, every 3 minutes. However I was not dilated. We were there for 5 and a half hours and I did not dilate at all. They gave me Tylenol and Benadryl to try to calm the contractions, which seemed to work. We had a regularly schedule OB check the following day. Dr Kauffman said he debated on doing my C-Section while I was in the hospital, which was a surprise for us! My scheduled C-Section is already early at 38 weeks. I was still having contractions while we were in his office however I still had not dilated. I have a follow-up OB appointment this Friday and he said he was sure we’d be seeing each other before then. Saturday afternoon I had organized contractions for an hour, and early this morning I had organized contractions for an hour, I took Tylenol and Benadryl both times and it stopped the contractions. Dr said if I had organized contractions for an hour he wanted me to go to the hospital and plan to be delivered. So far we’ve dodged this! But, we’re thinking we might be delivering sometime this week instead of March 3. We’re excited to meet Logan, but anxious for what awaits his arrival.

 

(our C-Section got moved to a week earlier than previously planned)

**attached is our last photo as one, taken right before leaving for the hospital**

birth plan/funeral plan

I’m sitting in Logan’s room this morning as I type this update. It feels surreal to be in here. Instead of being surrounded by the sweet nursery things I once had, I’m surrounded by the things I’ve bought for his funeral. I’ve got all his sonogram pictures spread out on the floor. I’m organizing my binder that has all his information for this pregnancy in it. I have my birth plan on one side of me and his funeral plan on the other. My baby bump pregnancy planner taunts me.

We have just 3 short weeks until Logan arrives. I’m excited, like any expectant mother would be to meet this guy that’s been beating the inside of my beating for the past several months lol. But I’m noticing as the days get closer, the anxiety is slipping out from behind the lines and creeping up higher. As much as I’m trying not to think about what that day is going to feel like, saying hello, seeing his abnormality, watching him die, handing his body to the funeral home and ultimately the hardest part, walking away from him at the funeral, to never hold him again, never see him again. These are the things that plague me when I let them. It was so easy to keep them at bay when we were still weeks away from delivery.

I’m on weekly biophysicals for Logan until delivery. Basically that means, I go in weekly and have a special sonogram done to measure the amniotic fluid, check his practice breathing, his heart, his organs, measure his legs and hands and the encephalocele. This weeks biophysical revealed his encephalocele has grown to about 7cm and appears to be the same size as his head. And he’s measuring only 4 lbs 2 oz. Which is smaller than he should be at this gestational age. He should be well over 5 lbs. With only 3 weeks left, I’m concerned he’s not going to be as big as we originally thought. On a happier note, I got to watch his eyeball looking around my uterus. I’ve seen some of the most fascinating things on my sonograms during this pregnancy.

Logan’s funeral outfit came in, however if he doesn’t gain more weight, I’m not sure it’s going to fit. Josh and I went to the Choices Clinic for another 4D sonogram as Josh has not seen Logan for a while now. And he didn’t disappoint. He was on the prowl, moving his lips, tapping his fingers, kicking away. It’s moments like these I want to etch into my brain, I don’t ever want to forget them.

We started a shirt fundraiser, we’d love for those of you planning to attend Logan’s funeral to wear these shirts as support. We plan to take a group photo after the ceremony of everyone in their shirts.

Booster.com and look for “Love for Logan”

That’s where you can get a shirt. As always we thank you for your continued prayers and support.

 

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February 17, 2017

(I went into the Labor/Delivery ER with contractions) They sent me home around midnight. Still having contractions but they had spread out and gotten weaker. Woke up in the middle of the night with them again. I go see my OB this morning. He said last night since my water hasn’t broke, the contractions wouldn’t cause any stress on Logan’s brain tissue. So that’s good news. As of yesterday I had not started to dilate.

Dr thinks I will end up delivering in the next few days. He wants me to monitor my contractions and if they organize again he wants me to go to the hospital and we’ll do the C-Section early. He said he almost delivered me last night because of how consistent my contractions were. He’s pretty confident I won’t make it the whole week. I will keep everyone posted. Thanks for your continued prayers.

amazing people

Not much has changed in our household in the past couple weeks since our last update. We meet with a dear lady from AgapeCare Cradle, an amazing organization. If you’ve never head of them, I encourage you to do some research on them. They used to be a full fledge funeral home, but have now condensed down to basically a consultant organization, providing their services for free. We discussed our wants for Logan’s departure. Found out that having a funeral is actually WAY less of a cost than we originally thought. This wonderful woman is doing all the leg work for us. Calling the funeral homes and our church and setting things up and getting us information. Their organization will provide us with a coffin to borrow, so that we don’t have to rent or buy one ourselves. So for everyone involved, we will have a funeral for Logan. You will be able to meet him, or say your final goodbyes. We will of course have more information as time unfolds after delivery. We have decided as a family to ultimately have him cremated so that he can remain at home with us.

We met with the Palliative Team at Choices Medical Clinic today. They gave us a lot to think about in terms of giving Palliative Care, things we had not initially thought of. And we had a 4D sonogram done to just watch the beauty of my child being himself. He literally has himself wedged in between my hip bones. Sneaky little fella always has his hands in front of his face, but he slipped today and moved around while we had the 4D on and got several photos of his face. And call be biased, but he’s a handsome fella just like his pops and big brother. In all this journey I’m constantly reminded how blessed in life we are. It just amazes me the different degrees and places these blessings show themselves.

We love all of you, for supporting us. For loving us. For joining us on this journey.

neurosurgeon

Another Kansas City appointment down, another series of decisions to make. Just when I think we know where we are going, things switch on us once again. While things haven’t necessarily changed, we did get what seemed like the first piece of good news we’ve gotten since Logan was diagnosed. I feel as if we’ve hit rock bottom. Don’t get me wrong, so many other scenarios could go wrong. The situation could play out worse. But I feel we’ve accepted that Logan will pass, and once you accept that, you can only go up from there. What is worse that loosing your child? Know what I mean? So with that in mind, we went into this appointment today with a sense of peace. Call it what you will, but I call it God.

Before I get to the news from today, I must recognize a few things first. Josh and I got to spend last night in a hotel. We chose to rent a hotel as opposed to staying with family, so that we could have so much needed alone time. We kept it low key. We spent quality time with each other, at first not discussing the issues with Logan, but just bonding with each other, and connecting. Then we got much needed time to discuss Logan. Without the worry of interruption from Wyatt, or his over-hearing ears. No worries of interruptions from life in general. For a few short hours we got to discuss things that needed to be discussed. Call it what you will, I call it a blessing.

On the way home this evening Josh and I got to have another series of discussions, deep discussions. Connecting discussions. Revelations. Ironically through this journey we’ve been on, he’s been more worried about me and vice versa. I’ve said before that God and I have not spoken intimately in some time now. I’ve maybe spoke to him directly a couple times in the last two months. Both times when I’ve broken down and just pleaded with God. Pleaded for my child’s life. Pleaded that he take Logan quickly and peacefully if he must go. But I honestly believe God and I have been operating on this frequency where He just listens to my thoughts, my stressors, concerns, etc. Through all of this I can not think of a time I was angry with God. I’ve continued to see God’s blessings in the areas that have concerned me the most throughout this process. And true to the God he is, one of my biggest concerns was Josh. Josh has been struggling in ways that are understandably painful. His struggles have been out of my reaches. I a person who likes to fix things. And I have had no solutions to help Josh deal with his journey.

Today, Josh felt God. He felt God in the hospital while we were waiting for our sonogram. He was able to see the positive in all this negativity for the first time on this journey. To hear him talk about what he was feeling this afternoon made my heart swell. So much so. Call it what you want, but that is God! We feel at peace with the decisions we’ve made thus far, and can only credit that to God. Accepting this situation is out of our hands, and having faith that God will carry us through wherever this journey takes us.

As for the appt: The presence in this room was so much more comfortable than my last visit to this room. I was thankful to have Josh with me this time. He is probably the only person who intimately knows what I feel and what concerns/questions I have. He was able to step in and ask questions we both needed answered. I honestly feel like this was one of the most productive meetings we’ve had thus far. And I accredit that my amazing supportive husband and God.

The Neurosurgeon went over the MRI again. And what he saw and interpreted. Every Dr we’ve spoken to has been unanimous in the belief that Logan will be born alive. They are also unanimous in the fact we have no idea how long exactly Logan will live after delivery. Basically the Neurosurgeon told us that doing surgery on the sac outside his skull would not change Logan’s function. The tissue outside his skull is most likely not vital. Therefore the surgery to remove the sac is almost purely cosmetic. It would essentially allow him to be able to lift his head, make it easier to breast feed, hold him, etc. He also believes that the tissue going down his spinal column isn’t an issue. He says they can remove the bone around the opening, and place a patch to widen the opening for the spinal column. That the body would adapt. He says it doesn’t appear that the brain stem is involved, but that he would have not one but two radiologists relook at the MRI and give me their opinions. He said more than 80% of Logan’s brain is inside his skull and that the encephalocele is medium size, about the middle of the back of his head, not at the base of his head like we were originally being told. He says the brain tissue inside his skull may or may not be growing normally.

They told us that they cannot give us definitive answers. The brain is a curious organ. It adapts, it does amazing things. They can’t pinpoint death, nobody can. BUT. He says that he believes we have time. They believe our plan is positive, to prepare for death, but willing to to pursue another avenue should Logan present differently at birth. He told us that he believes Logan will breath on his own, giving us 1-2 days to decide to proceed with surgery and to see if Logan can survive on his own. He told us vital movements and things to look for once he’s born. If he can’t do the basics, he won’t survive. But if he does the basics, there is a possibility he might survive. They were carefully to not be too optimistic. They didn’t want to get our hopes up, but at the same time, they were very clear on ALL things that COULD happen. I compare it to the side effects of a pharmaceutical. You may or may not get the side effects listed on the drug, but they notify you of all the possibilities. Today they were trying to give us all the possibilities in the broad spectrum. One thing they are fairly certain of, Logan will most likely be blind. Hearing is a question at this point, but they believe it will be affected by some degree. If Logan survives, he would need surgery within the first few days to drain the fluid on his brain. And he would need a series of surgeries throughout the first year of his life. The possibility of a shunt having to be placed was discussed as well.

Overall, they gave me confidence in the decision we’ve made to deliver in Wichita. They said if that ‘s what brings us the most peace, to do it. So our plan will remain the same. We will hope for the best, but plan for the worst. So cliche, but so relatable. We will plan to have our C-Section here at Wesley. Plan to provide Logan with Palliative care. But we will monitor him after he’s born and watch for these vital signs. We will send reports to Kansas City. And we will take it day by day. Decision by decision. And see how much fight this little fella has in him. We feel like we have a little glimmer of hope. That even though he will most likely have some sort of developmental delays, he may be able to have a life. I believe we’ve always had this glimmer of hope in the back of our minds. While we are realistic that this baby of ours will mostly pass away, we still hope with every sonogram that something has changed, that with delivery he will be better off than they thought or even be miraculously healed. Please don’t confuse our acceptance with giving up. We haven’t given up hope. But we take comfort in that if he passes away, He will be with Jesus, and at peace. Not suffering. He’ll be happy, and know love. What more could I ask for my child? He would know love like even I couldn’t give.

So to our prayer warriors out there. Keep forging on for us. God is listening.

logan bear

We met with my OB again today. We’re on biweekly visits now. We have scheduled my C-Section for March 3rd. We wanted to avoid 37 weeks, because that was the week of my birthday. 39 weeks is the week of our wedding anniversary. So 38 weeks was the verdict.

We are in talks with a photographer, we originally thought was free, but as it turns out, for what we are wanting, it is not. Which is fine, we are willing to pay whatever to have these memories documented with Logan. These photos/videos will be priceless. It’ll be something I can turn to time and again to remember my sweet boy.

Logan is growing normally. He is expected to be a normal sized baby at birth. Seems so cruel to me, to have a baby growing so healthy, just to die at birth. With so little chance at life.

We invite anyone who would like to come to the hospital to come. The Dr told us today, that for the first 2 hours, it’ll just be us. Which is okay, we still plan on Josh, me and Logan having private time. And then having Wyatt join us. And we will take it from there.

We are uncertain at this time if we will have a funeral. We plan on cremating Logan so that he can remain at home with us. But part of me feels as if I don’t have a funeral, I’m not giving him a proper goodbye or getting that final piece of closure. I plan on contacting the funeral home sometime soon to see what our options are and what the cost is. So we will try and keep you informed of that.

We were introduced to a Clinic in town that provides Palliative care. They are completely faith based and free. They provide sonograms as often as you want at no cost just to see your baby. While there, they recorded Logan’s heartbeat, put it inside a teddy bear, let Wyatt pick out the ribbon and we took him home. We call him our Logan bear. The entire way to school that morning he kept playing Logan’s heartbeat and saying “I love you” and “You’re mine.” Last night I heard him sitting at the table with Logan bear and repeatedly listening to his heartbeat. This morning he told me Logan bear was his, and I told him it was for all of us, and he said “yeah, cause he’s ours.”

january 8th

As long as this journey has seem to been, now that we have decided on a plan, it seems as if the deadline is looming. A not so great countdown has begun.

We are very thankful to have one of our close friends take some maternity photos for us yesterday. It started out as an emotional day. I had put so much pressure on myself to make this photo shoot perfect for Logan. I was stressed, anxious, angry, self-conscious, and just beating myself up. Josh was crying as we walked out the door. I had expected we would be emotional during this shoot, and I was okay with that, it would forever show the love we have for Logan and what we were going through. But instead, it was a happy day. Aside from the extremely bitter cold weather, for a couple hours, we got to forget that Logan was dying, and enjoy this phase of the pregnancy. To show how loved he is by us and his big brother. These are moments and pictures I can never repay. So once again I say thank you to our friend Sam for the incredible thing she gave us yesterday. You’ll forever be apart of our journey.

We told Wyatt that Logan would definitely not be coming home. It wasn’t our intention to tell him just yet, but he asked. He was sad for several minutes, wanted to just cuddle with me. And then in true child fashion, wanted to go play. This new book I’m reading says that’s very typical for children his age. They deal with the grief in their own way, and then do something childish like playing. And then come back around to the grief. And Wyatt has been true to that nature. He will randomly ask me questions about Logan since we’ve had the talk. He will tell me out of the blue how he really wishes Logan would come home. And it takes everything in me to hold my resolve and simply say I do too. But I’m constantly reminding him that we can and should enjoy the time we have with Logan now.

Today is going to be a rough day, I can already tell by typing this update. I’m crying. And I’m not really writing anything extremely emotional. The day after a really good day, always seems to be a rough day for me.

We will see the Specialist here in town tomorrow morning. Just a check-up I’m sure at this point. And then we see our OB on Friday, to hopefully go over all the details of the C-Section and what to expect. We then have what we hope to be our last appointment in Kansas City the following Monday to meet with the Neurosurgery team. We were going to tell him to not do the sonogram because it costs over $3,000 (Just to give you an idea of what we are up against) but after thinking it over, I won’t get much time with Logan after he’s born, and there is no amount of money that can replace this time with him. So we are going to do the sonogram. They are always an 1 or more long and we get to see SO much of him. Since it’s the new year, I know insurance will pay some and hopefully we will just meet our deductible already.

Thank you again for your support. Monetarily, physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually. God and I had a talk the other day, and it was probably the first time I’ve begged him to give me that miracle everyone keeps saying I need to pray for. Whether I get my miracle or not, I am thankful through all of this journey that he still continues to listen to me and bless me other areas of my life.

 

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January 11, 2017

I’m forever grateful for the amount of resources and support we’ve been shown from our Dr’s and the different organizations out there. But reading everything and beginning to utilize these resources makes things too real and hard. And I’m beginning to feel like I’m not strong enough for this journey. Faking my strength thus far has been hard. When I sit alone, or read through these packets and begin to face the decisions I have to make, man, there aren’t words for what I’m feeling. It seems each day I get closer to meeting Logan, the higher my anxiety and the tougher my life gets.

neonatologist #48592374

Today we met with one of the Neonatologists at Wesley. Even though the news has not gotten any better, it also hasn’t gotten worse. What she did tell us, gave us some peace of mind.

First off, we can and plan to deliver at Wesley. Logan will come by C-Section once I hit 37 weeks. Deliver date is still pending. Hoping we will find out next week. She confirmed what Children’s Mercy has told us about his brain, however giving us more detail and more understanding. Since the Encephalocele involves his brain stem, she does not expect him to live longer than a few hours after delivery. There is so much of his brain outside of his skull that his skull and brain’s growing has slowed as has his weight. The brain protruding outside the skull is restricting the flow of the spinal and brain fluid. And since his head is not growing, there is no way to put the brain tissue outside his skull back inside. Which is why they would remove it, basically leaving Logan lifeless. We have decided to still meet with the Neurosurgery team in Kansas City just to have peace of mind that we know all the information available.

It is Josh and my’s decision to only provide Logan with palliative care after delivery. We want him to be as comfortable as possible until he passes away. This isn’t a decision we’ve made lightly and would appreciate your comments be minimized to supportive only. Unless you have been through this situation, you can not remotely imagine what we’re going through. Know that any choice we would have made, would have been difficult. We believe this is the best choice for Logan.

After delivery, the Dr assured us that Logan would stay in my room with me until he passes. We are allowed visitors, but at this time, we ask that if you would like to be there for delivery that you wait in the waiting room. Obviously you can’t come back for the C-Section. But our plan is to have our time with Logan, as parents. Then have Wyatt join us and have time as a family. We will also have a photographer who has graciously offered her services for free. She is apart of this amazing organization who helps families deal with this time of birth. We are not guaranteeing any visitations at this point. We would love for your support if you would like to be at the hospital. But we ask the you respect our wishes when it comes to seeing Logan. We aren’t saying no, we are just saying we don’t know right now. We can’t guarantee you’ll get to meet him while he’s alive. But maybe after. It’s hard to tell how we will feel individually at that moment. There’s no easy way to deal with this situation. We just know we want to get our time with Logan, since we don’t get to bring him home.

We have also considered having a wake for him. But we are still debating this. It’s hard to tell if we can handle going through a wake after watching our child die.

Again we ask for your continued prayers and whatever support you can provide. Hospital stays aren’t cheap, but we are thankful to not have to make the commutes to Kansas City. We have 7 weeks before this little fella arrives, and we hope to enjoy the last 7 weeks we have with him. I don’t have words to describe how it feels to think of my the time I have left with my child. I only get to know him for a matter of hours. The future I had dreamed of and planned all taken away.