For me, it’s actually that lifting her aggravates the ‘mommy wrist’ I still have from when she was a baby and all my ligaments were still loose, but let’s be real; the back is gonna go some day soon.

Whenever I don’t want to carry her, I always remember the most poignant comment on a ‘what’s the saddest sentence you can think of’ r/askreddit thread from years ago, that went, paraphrased, ‘one day, your parents put you down and never picked you back up again’. I also think about that when she falls asleep on me, which is a fairly endangered moment already. I wonder how many ‘last times’ we’ve already had.