Basically a blossoming of internal inflammation caused by infant materialization
It's jargon or slang for loving babies that do their thang!
It's a feeling you catch and it's not infectious or contagious
However, it manages to worm it's way into everyone, regardless of ages

It's the love of life and the appreciation of miracles
I can tell you now that babies are a blessing
They enable smiles and disable moods, everything is a joy
It's the first christmas toy, the first bike ride, the first kiss aside from mine
You give them your hopes and dreams with every goodbye

The fear you have, they take with them but seem to return with only good tidings as long lost friends
I can feel the symptoms, the shakes and warmth
My temperature will rise and the tears may fall
I can only smile because I can't stand at all
We cherish the moments where we stay embraced
Time knows better than to move quickly so it's keeps a slow pace

The sickness will sprout into full blown adoration
Until the fever breaks all over the nation
Babies are cute, fragile and a gift
I'm hopeful and ready to give to the world mine
But good things come to those who wait, so all in due time.