when mommy can't

I've got a ruptured disc in my neck. And while I don't mind avoiding heavy lifting for some time (hello - no laundry!), I miss being able to pick up my "baby."
After all, he's fast approaching the stage where cuddling is no longer cool, kisses are "yuck, mom," and he'll be able to pick me up instead of the other way around. So when my doctor said I couldn't pick up anything heavier than so-many-pounds, I was a little heartbroken. And when I drop Daniel off at school in the mornings and he doesn't get the great big hug to last us both through the day anymore, we're both a little sadder.
--Misty