About ME!
Hi there friend, I am so glad you stopped by Wright Them Everywhere. I am a mom of 3 children and 3 angel babies. My husband and I grew up in Central Maine and it is where we raise our family.
I have been in church my whole life but it has only been over the past few years that I am finding who I truly am in Christ. With that said it is my hearts desire to put Deuteronomy 6:5-9 into action. I want to apply scripture to my heart, to my children’s hearts, and I want you to be able to do that too! We can write them everywhere so they will be reminders of our hope and faith in Jesus.
-Randi
My Story
It was spring of 2016, my husband and I found out that we would be expecting a new baby in early January. This would be my 5th pregnancy. At that time we had our oldest daughter Addison and our son Andrew. Sadly we had experienced 2 miscarriages, the first one being in 2008 and the second one in 2014. We weren’t really “planning” to have another baby but we were very excited to add this new addition to our home.
This pregnancy was progressing as normal until I had found out early on that I had gestational diabetes. I had managed this with my pregnancy with my daughter so I was confident that this would be the same. However, this time I was now required to take insulin and was no longer able to manage it with diet. With all that he was growing fine and we were monitored weekly. Twice weekly towards the end to make sure baby was growing well. It was a few days before Christmas when I went in for a non stress test and he was moving up a storm! Little did I know that this would be the last time I would remember those little kicks.
On December 27th I went in for an ultrasound and we found out our baby boy, Malachi Xavier Wright had passed. I had some feeling that this might have been a possibility because I had not felt much movement after that last appointment, but had talked myself into that he was getting into position and I was over anxious. That evening I delivered our baby boy and held him until we finally let him go early the next morning. Malachi was born still at 38 weeks from a knot in his umbilical cord. We left the hospital only a day after our arrival with only a box of memories and not our baby boy.
The weeks following were much of a blur, there were lots of tears, so many tears. I yelled at God, cried to him, cried in distress when I didn’t know what to say, because really I didn’t know what to say. I was so angry at him for taking my baby from me. As weeks to turned to months, and months to years I have grown to understand that God did not take my baby but has used this tragedy to strengthen my faith and share this hope that I have in Jesus. In that trial I learned how God loved me through others, how he loved me through my tears, in worship, and so many prayers on our behalf. He also showed me how to trust as we went through another pregnancy, this one thankfully turned out beautifully.
My story has encouraged me to share my story, to share the beauty that has come from ashes. And to maybe give encouragement to you as walk through your own story, whatever that might be.