big emotions is when you hear the screams of the kid
Once, many years ago, my first son was born. I was getting into a gown, and washing up with disinfectant, to go see him for the first time.
I heard a horrific scream. I honestly thought a baby was being murdered.
I ran into the room. It was a circumcision. I had not realized until that moment that a human body was capable of making such a sound. I ran from the room with the hairs on the back of my neck standing up, as they do to this day, 39 years later, when I think of that sound. The nurse came in, and said, "It's a shame you got all suited up, it's time for his circumcision". I said, "No, it isn't", and ran to the room to protect him.
