Ultimatum to G-D

So apparently I was supposed to fast today - the Shelah Hakodesh, a 16th century Kabbalist wrote a prayer for parents to say for/on behalf of their children. Well, today, on the eve of the month of Sivan is the ideal time to say the prayer. Why you might ask? In under a week us Jews will celebrate the anniversary of the giving of the Torah - at this point the Jews where likened to G-d's children, G-d playing both the role of mother and father at various times. As we begin this month and recognize our own birth as a people it a chance for us to ask for that role or to thank G-d for the children he has already given us. So one line in the prayer stood out - "My eyes dependently look toward you until you will be gracious to me and hear my please and grant me sons and daughters." So there is the ultimatum G-d - you are going to have to put up with me until we have more than a two person family. Therefore, if you don't want to listen to me complaining, pleading, with my eyes on you - you know what to do.

Who keeps putting bricks on the wall

So we have the saying we feel like we are up against a wall - well somehow our wall keeps on growing taller. Everytime we think we might be on the right track, working towards starting our family, someone lays another brick. We've faced a myriad of problems with the insurance, canceled cycles, incompatible medicines (got to love that - one works great and the other just prevents anything good from happening), delayed trains that make you completely miss your appointment (by almost 2 hours), timing that just doesn't work because of Shabbat or Yom Tov, the outrageous cost of medications, the emotional battle and so much more, but I think we get the idea. And the latest - we decide that no matter what the cost we are going to try at least once more before going to Israel for the year, knowing crazily that if it works we are on our own - but now that can't happen because another cycle got canceled, and maybe not just this one, but our chances for trying for the next couple of months - residual affects of the last medication have screwed with the body. So the wall keeps getting higher and we are stuck on the wrong side without a ladder or a sledgehammer or anything to take the wall down and we don't know how to find our way over. Some will say prayer and mizvot are the answers and maybe they are helping, maybe it is slowing the rate of the builders of the wall - but the wall is still there and we're still stuck on the wroong side.