It makes me a little sad when this memory pops up, but I loved carrying this boy wherever we needed to go and I feel so fortunate that I could.
I'm still over here just training for life and now I have an even bigger boy and I hope he never needs me to carry him, but I want to be there for him if he does.
I don't always *want* to workout, but it does make life easier. Strength has a greater purpose.