The first time I took my baby for a walk in the carriage I had an intense and heightened sense of danger and threats by cars and tough looking men. I got over it quickly, but it wasn't something I was expecting until it happened. 

 This fear I understand. Protective urge and fear of loss. Fear of harm to or loss of the loved.  

 Exactly. 

 Exactly this. I feel strong but also fragile 🥹