I think when a baby starts to come into being it comes in like a fireball. sometimes you feel happy but mostly it's anger and fear - that there's not enough money or love, that the world is a dying shithole, that the baby is not okay and could die or be very sick. all of it's true but that's just fuel, I think, and the burning flame is the agony of death-in-reverse, life igniting at the core right now. A woman feels this right out to her skin and yells at her husband and her boss, which is 'hormones'.