Making Lemonade should not have been the title of this blog.

When I began this blog, it was before I had actually been dealing with infertility very long. I still had hope.

But now, the hope is gone. Perhaps it is the Progesterone talking, but this once positive person has become gloomy and pessimistic.

No longer wishing to make lemonade out of my life's lemons, I think maybe something more appropriate is in order.

Perhaps I could stuff the lemons down the throats of women who get pregnant within the first year of trying or maybe I will squirt some lemon juice in my RE's eye. After all, shouldn't he have to suffer a little, too?