Well, if at first you don't succeed...try try again?

It's been 3 years. 3 years since we said our "I do's." 3 years since "for better or for worse" and I must say, I didn't think we were heading for worse.
The love is there, the marriage strong, we are blessed to have so much: Each other, AMAZING family and friends, a beautiful home, great jobs, a cute little dog that we love...I could go on. God is good and we have been blessed with much.
But....after what feels like an eternity of trying, we have no baby. Now, I knew the chance of problems was high since I was diagnosed with PCOS (in lamens terms...hormonal imbalance which causes irregular/non-existent periods and thus irregular/non-existent ovulation) when I was 17. However, when your doctor makes you think you'll have no problems getting pregnant and "worst case scenario" you need a mild fertility drug....you get your hopes up high that whenever you want a baby, you'll just be able to have one...simple as that.
WRONG! Oh how wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong! Mild fertility drug does not describe the climb from 50mg, to 100mg, to 150mg to 200mg of Clomid over a span of a few short months. It doesn't describe the fact that my ovaries just laughed and said, "is that the best you got?" and refused to release any eggs. Over the past 2 years, that dream of getting pregnant easily or with the help of mild fertility drugs has been shattered, and I have been left feeling rather like a defective female being incapable of producing a human life. Words cannot describe the emotional turmoil that has been my life for the last year. Only someone who has gone through it would understand. The tears I've cried could flood the seas. The desperate prayers and cries to the Lord have been many. There is nothing I want more than to be a mother. The constant "when are you guys gonna have a baby?" or "why don't you have any kids?" have stabbed like knives over and over again. It has only been recently that I have decided to suffer in silence no longer. Why should I be ashamed of something I cannot control?? I didn't choose infertility. It is not my fault that I cannot get pregnant without medical assistance. I refuse to be ashamed any longer.
My name is Jennifer and I am infertile and yes I want a baby and dammit I am gonna have one through the miracle of medical science and by the grace of God.
This is my blog. I have decided to share with friends and family my ramblings and rants on this journey I have been on and continue to be on.