"Don't ask me." She grunted, giving the punching bag a particularly hard whack. "I'm not the one who makes the rules and I'm not the one trying to make them either." Even as Head Auror, she was pretty sure that wasn't her jurisdiction and she was fine with that. "Left up to me, I'd have gone on absolutely everything I could've." But she wouldn't forget that left up to herself she would have probably died a half a dozen times before getting the Auror badge too. Some things just took time and experience which had never sat well with the former Gryffindor.

It was weird, y'know? While Frankie spoke about his daughter walking around insinuating it was a recent development, Lex could only ....sorta remember Emmerson before she became mobile. Perhaps because she'd just always been trying to get into things the woman would rather she DIDN'T. Kid had been a holy terror since day one "Yeah? How old is she no--another one?" That one...that one definitely got her to stop punching.

Lex's hands fell loosely to her side as she shook them a few times to regain some feeling in them. "Sometimes I forget people actually want children, and a couple of them while they're at it."

Don't get her wrong, she adored her kid--but she didn't like kids, and didn't want another one. The one she had was ENOUGH. Maternity leave again? Labour again? Diapers and wailing (Okay Emm still wailed, the spoiled little monster that she was but it was different) and oh gawd potty training again???? "I take it you're excited." Most everyone else she knew that were expecting children were. She and Dora may have been the only exceptions.