Luna preferred not to think about that day, but she attempted to examine her feelings with some measure of detachment, since Neville had asked. "Well. On the one hand, I wasn't ready to be a mother, wasn't sure how committed our relationship was, wasn't prepared to settle yet, wasn't sure if you wanted the children either way, and found out at the same time that I'd been cursed by an unknown person for an unknown reason. Not that I have any complaints about how it all turned out except that last, but I didn't know then what I do now. And then of course the hormones made me a bit... less in control of myself than I'm accustomed to being, and that was nervewracking itself.
"On the other hand, I was born with the necessary parts for giving birth. It may be about even." She scratched the back of her neck. "Forget how it got in there, how is it getting out?"