Of course I may murder DH before any more ticks can get to him...
Can't sleep, so can I rant? 
DH and I agreed that we would not discuss our IVF attempt with anyone (well, anyone who knows us in RL - MN doesn't count
) unless it worked. Not anyone at all. Not our families, not our friends. Nobody.
Because frankly I'm bloody tired enough of smiling politely and saying: "Oh someday," to all the nice well-meaning people who ask us when we're having kids - as we've been married 2 years, 3 years, almost 4 years now and we're not getting younger, so surely it is time we got on with it... blah blah blah.
So I was convinced that if we were getting quizzed simply because we were married, if we told people we were doing IVF that everyone would then start clamoring at us to know when we were doing it, and how it was going, and has it worked yet and why not and well it won't be long before you have a baby and maybe if you just relaxed it would happen... blah blah fucking blah. No. Didn't want to go there with RL people. Just wanted to quietly do IVF and then (hopefully) get to a relatively 'safe' point like 20 weeks and then very quietly announce my pregnancy.
Well, DH has blabber-mouthed to his oldest brother. Apparently he needed to talk to someone. Well yeah, oldest brother is smart and nice, but oldest brothers wife is just about THE biggest gossip-monger on the planet... and how much do we want to bet that the brother has not told his wife anything about that conversation? (I would not bet a dime myself, because they are so close.)
So I guess in very short order there will probably be a gossip explosion (DH has a huge and close immediate family) and I can expect lots of (well-meant) pestering about something very personal which I DO NOT want to discuss - AT ALL.
DH knows he has fucked up with this (at least he warned me I suppose) and has been hiding from me for much of today... so this may not be a fun family 4th of July BBQ 
I am feeling seriously snarly about this actually, and will probably be snotty and snappy if anyone starts trying to have a cozy wee chat to me about IVF or similar, so here's hoping (by some miracle) that DHs bro has kept his mouth shut. Or they might all just get to see my inner-bitch