Small Victories

I celebrate every day that goes by with this pregnancy. 6 weeks! Woo hoo! 7 weeks! A little closer! 7 weeks 3 days. Progressing nicely. Every day is one day closer to viability and one day closer to my due date. And I hate it that I'm looking at it like this. I am missing parts of the enjoyment of pregnancy. It seems that this is normal after going through an infertility struggle. Though, I know my symptoms are a good sign and the lack of some symptoms is a good sign. I guess all I can do is put one foot in front of the other and celebrate the small victories.