My son is getting bigger and it's bittersweet

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I've had this discussion before but as it gets closer to my son's 10th birthday it's really hitting home. I remember reading once where it said for every first there is a last time. One day you'll put down your baby for the last time and not pick them back up and I realized today that it has happened. I am no longer able to pick my son up. He's too tall and heavy. My husband still does from time to time but I physically can't. I remember the last time and it was only about a year ago. My mom's sugar tanked and I had to call the paramedics and my son was freaking out and I picked him up and just held him to calm him and I realized then that it was the adrenalin giving me the strength I needed because even then he was heavy. I'm 5'7" and my son is now almost to my chin. One day he is going to be bigger than me and I just can't physically pick him up anymore. I remember those complaints of having to carry my son around and now I miss it. I'd give almost anything to be able to just go back for a bit and hold him one last time the way I did then. He still cuddles up with me but it's not the same. Kids get big overnight it seems like. I mean obviously, it takes longer than that but it's just something we don't realize until much later. My husband used to hold him over his head and let my son kick away well up until my son was about five and even then it was dangerous. My son has always been taller than average. My husband is 6'2" and is just this huge guy and I'm not exactly tiny. My son has always had several inches on the majority of his classmates. There are kids taller than him or around his height but he's taller than the majority. Today I realized a shirt I just bought him last winter got a lot shorter on him. I buy clothes larger so he can wear them longer and I can honestly say I think this is going to be the last winter for it. It was fairly long on him last winter/spring. He obviously grew over the summer. It's just these little realizations that sink in sometimes. My son is one day going to be bigger than me and may get to be close to his dad's height. He's this gentle little soul but he's a big kid. He used to be super skinny but he has bulked up some. He's not fat but probably closer to average weight for a change. It is just a sad realization that he's so tall now. He's in fourth grade and not too far from five feet I don't think. I need to measure him soon. I know he had to have had a growth spurt because some of his clothes don't fit him anymore. Watching our kids grow up is such an amazing thing but it's bittersweet. You can't wait to see who they become but at the same time, you miss the snuggles and the way they needed you even when you didn't think you would. Childhood is so fleeting it so enjoy their childhood while you can.