I'm going to admit, we've told a bunch of people I'm pregnant. Obviously, we've told the people that knew we were going through IVF. My mom. My brother. My father in law. Aaron has probably told EVERYONE he works with. I've told a few people at work - but all my friends (pretty much).
But we haven't told Aaron's mother, which means that his whole nosy, overly involved family isn't bugging me yet. I also haven't told my father and my stepmother - who will, I guarantee - really bug the crap out of me once they find out. I'm not showing (obviously) and I'm not so sick that I run from meetings at work to run to the bathroom. I feel like I have this little secret growing inside and I don't have to tell anyone that I don't want to.
Admittedly, I'm a bit nervous about the aftermath of our decision not to tell my MIL. This is a woman that called my SIL (who lives in Portland, OR - we are in Mass) and told her she didn't feel 'a part of this pregnancy' when she was pregnant with her first. So - I'm imagining major backlash when not only does she find out that we didn't tell her I was pregnant for months..... but that we didn't tell her we were back doing IVF!
For now, I choose to enjoy this little secret that Aaron and I are sharing - and the fun of talking about baby names and maternity leave and good things like that. Because all hell may break loose in a few weeks.