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Yes, you read the post title right: I’m pregnant!! We still can’t believe that our first child is on his or her way!
How did you find out?
My cycle hadn’t started by the time I returned home from 3 weeks in Kentucky, taking care of my mom after her hip replacement. I assumed the stress of traveling + being a caretaker for family caused it to be a bit delayed, but on my first night back in Iowa, I woke up in the middle of the night feeling nauseous which is pretty unusual for me. On Monday, March 25th when my cycle still hadn’t started, I decided to take one of those cheap pregnancy tests that I bought off Amazon “just in case.” I took the test, set my cell phone alarm for 5 minutes, and proceeded to unload and unpack my car. When the alarm went off, I was absolutely sure it would be negative because I assumed I was just imagining things, but to my surprise, there were two pink lines.
How did you tell Andy?
I had always imagined having a cutesy, Pinterest-inspired way of telling the daddy-to-be, but I was so shocked that I simply texted him to stop by the house on his way to the office from a morning dental appointment. I sat on the couch as he walked in the door and simply said “You’re not going to believe this…” as I handed him the positive test and instructions (so he would know what he was looking at!) His reply was, “Are you sure?” and when I nodded yes, “Wow.”
Was this planned or unexpected?
I absolutely hate this question, but I know someone is going to ask it so I’ll answer it once and only once. While Andy and I weren’t planning to have a child at this point in time, we are thankful that God’s plan is better than ours. Although Andy’s current assignment in Recruiting is grueling, he’s at least home every night (even if he is working late and on weekends!) He’s not deployed or TDY, so I won’t have to experience pregnancy/birth/new parenthood alone. He even can come to my obstetrician appointments! (Not all of them, just the important ones because Recruiting.) We are both very grateful for this as we know we may not be so fortunate if/when we have any future children while Andrew is in the Army.
As a side note for anyone reading this, when someone shares their pregnancy news with you, inappropriate things to say include “I didn’t know you were trying” (not everyone who is pregnant was planning it, or what if someone had been struggling with infertility?), informing us about how to use birth control (the only form of birth control that’s 100% is abstinence, so…), or stating your unsolicited opinion that the parents-to-be are “irresponsible” for “not using protection.” (Unless you were in the bedroom with us, you have no idea what went on. Also, we’re pretty dang responsible seeing that we’ve been married almost 3 years and have well-paying jobs that pay more than enough to support us and our new little one.) Yes, I’ve heard every single one of these remarks from people, both acquaintances and family members, and I cannot overstate how incredibly ticked off it makes both Andrew and myself. Those rude remarks make it sound as if our baby is a “mistake.” Although we weren’t planning to have a little one while stationed in Iowa, we never, ever, ever consider our baby a mistake because we believe every child was designed by God and has a purpose on this Earth. I do not care if you’re a relative or the Queen of England, if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all! 😉
How are you feeling?
Physically, I am feeling alright. The first trimester has been difficult—I’ve struggled with “all day” sickness, which was especially difficult since I’m currently working full-time. It’s been nearly impossible to hide my constant runs to the restroom to be sick, and the medicine my doctor suggested for nausea and vomiting makes me incredibly drowsy so I can’t take it during the workday. I’ve had little-to-no appetite and food aversions (Before pregnancy, I ate spaghetti every single Sunday, but now I can’t even hear the “s” word without wanting to gag!) Thankfully, I am feeling a bit better than before and I’m hopeful that I will continue to improve as the second trimester rolls around.
Emotionally, I have experienced a roller coaster of emotions. Guilt for getting pregnant so easily and unexpectedly when so many women struggle to conceive. Annoyance and anger at some individuals’ rude remarks about our little surprise. Fear because I don’t feel prepared enough to be a mom and of the stress of adding a newborn to our family. (As friends have reminded me, there’s never a “right” time to have a baby—especially when your husband is in the Army!) All that being said, this little babe in my belly is a continual reminder that God has a better plan for me than I could ever imagine.
How far along are you?
Right now I’m a few days shy of 10 weeks! I know announcing a pregnancy in the first trimester isn’t popular, but for reasons that are personal to us, we decided to share the news early. I’m due on December 4th and the timing works fairly well for us, as December is a slower month for both of our jobs.
(I had to make an Army-themed announcement for Andy’s work social media!)
Speaking of your jobs, will you be leaving your job once the baby is born/will you continue working on your second Bachelor’s degree after the baby is born?
Honestly, we have no idea what we will do in regards to my full-time job. We’re thankful that Andrew’s job in the Army provides more than enough to support our little family, so my job isn’t necessary to keep us clothed and fed. However, Andy’s current assignment as an Army recruiter is incredibly demanding and given the nature of this assignment, most of the home-front things fall to me. It’s been nearly impossible to juggle my full-time job, taking care of our pets and house, and working towards my much-anticipated second Bachelor’s degree. All that being said, we’re still trying to discern the best decision for us in regards to my job. About my second Bachelor’s degree, YES I will still continue my classes! I should be only 7 classes + a few CLEP exams away from graduation by the time my due date rolls around. I’m planning to take a bit of time off before and after the baby arrives, but once I’ve gotten in the swing of motherhood, I will resume my studies. Andrew and I are both in agreement that I will eventually graduate with this much-desired second degree. We want to show our baby that education is important and that circumstances in life should not be a reason to give up on that goal.
Will you be finding out the gender/do you have a preference?
No! We want to be surprised! In reality, I’m super practical and insist that if people don’t know the gender, they will actually stick to the baby registry instead of buying cute clothes 😉 I haven’t really had any intuition if it’s a boy or a girl, but I think it’s a boy simply because Andrew’s best friend said so. For those of you who don’t know Tyler, he has guessed 18 babies’ genders correctly—which is a 0.000729% chance! 😉 Andrew insists it’s a girl simply because he wants to prove Tyler wrong. Either gender, we’re thrilled to be parents to this little one!
Will you be moving during your pregnancy?
Unless the Army powers that be decide to change our orders, we’re scheduled to stay in Iowa until Summer 2020. Baby Cummins should be around 6-7 months old when we PCS—he or she will have experienced more of the country (and possibly the world?) by their first birthday than most adults have! No, we don’t know where we’re headed next and no, we don’t know when we’ll find out. We’ll let you know when we know 😉
What are some of your favorite moments from the first trimester?
Hands down, my favorite moment was the second ultrasound. (We had an early ultrasound in the ER when I was ill.) Andy was able to sneak away from the office during the workday to attend with me which made it even more special. Hearing the heartbeat was a huge relief and so beautiful. At one point, my obstetrician pointed to the screen and said, “Do you see that? That’s the baby’s head.” Me, being the outspoken person that I am, replied, “Uh, it looks like a blob.” Andy squeezed my hand and with tears in his eyes said, “Honey, that’s our blob!” Heart. Melted.
Another memorable moment was when I texted Andy that a coworker’s salmon patties smelled delicious. Bless his heart, he texted his mom for her salmon patty recipe, ran to the store after work, and made me salmon patties for dinner. Sadly, by that evening my craving for salmon patties had been replaced by nausea at the word “salmon” and I felt so guilty knowing how much effort he put into making them for me!
Lastly, the hormones. I’ve always been a crier, but pregnancy has only made my emotions worse. I have cried when writing a comment on a friend’s Instagram post because I didn’t want to say the wrong thing, cried when I was reading the National Park Service’s webpage about Pearl Harbor, and cried for reasons unknown to me. It’s a tiny bit frustrating but mostly hilarious.
Our next (and greatest) adventure begins December 2019!