Where was I from?

“Mommy, you said I was from your stomach.”
“Womb, Honey.”
“Ok. Womb. How could I get in?”
“Well… ehm… you were being put in.”
“Oh… Then you said I was being taken out from your stomach… I mean, your womb, after staying there for 9 months.”
“Yup.”
“If I was to be taken out from your womb, why should I be put in? I mean, if I have to go out, why should I go in?”
“Ehm… that is a very good question from a 5-year-old lady, Honey.”
“Mommy, the answer, please?”
“Oh… what is the question, sorry?”
“If I have to go out from your womb, why should I go in?”
“Because… ehm… your process was in the womb, Bunny.”
“What process?”
“Growing process.”
“Grow from what to what, Mommy?”
“Uhhh… from tiny to a bigger one.”
“A bigger what, Mommy?”
“Bigger baby…?”
“How tiny, Mommy?”
“Very, very tiny, Honey Bunny.”
“Very, very tiny… Did I have hands, legs, head when I was still tiny?”
“Hmmm… not really. See, you grew from a little seed to such beautiful baby.”
“I used to be a tiny seed? That’s horrible! I thought I was a little beautiful baby turned to be a bigger beautiful baby!”
“It’s kind of that, Honey. Ok, now, go play. Don’t worry about the tiny seed or whatever. The important thing is… ehm… the important thing is that you are just great, ok?”
“Ok, Mommy. Last question. You said Doctor did a surgery to take me out from your womb. Was he the one who put me in before?”
“???” (speechless Mommy)