[ WP ] Earth is discovered by a peaceful coalition of civilizations . Turns out we missed several major technologies normally developed by now . The aliens are very confused how we got here .

`` So you just... push it out?'' Marfa the Grey asked, raising her naked brow. 
 
 `` Well, yeah,'' I answered. `` The contractions start, and you go to the hospital, and then once the contractions are really close together the doctor tells you to push.'' 
 
 Marfa broke out in laughter. She waved to a group other female Greys behind her, who were busy trying the wine my husband and I had brought to the Welcoming Picnic. 
 
 `` Girls, listen to the way they give birth. It's violent.'' 
 
 I could feel myself turning red, watching my own two children across the lawn trying to reach a Grey child how to shoot a basketball. 
 
 `` So go on, he tells you to push it out, and what happens? Does it just fly out of there?'' 
 
 `` No, no, it comes out slow, I guess. Ew. I mean, it's really painful and hard, and can take a long time.'' 
 
 `` I bet,'' an older Grey woman said with solace. 
 
 `` And so what do you do with the placenta and the stem cells?'' asked a Grey, whose beautiful face I to look up to see. 
 
 `` Well we really only just started saving them. But I guess most places just throw them out.'' 
 
 They gasped. 
 `` No wonder you're all so sick,'' Marfa said, her long fingers consoling her own cheek. 
 
 `` Well, how do y'all give birth?'' I asked. They smiled at each other. 
 
 `` We have n't carried our own offspring for centuries. None of the aliens species do. We also reproduce as far fewer rates than you do. I have to say I was quite shocked at how often you allow that to happen to you,'' Marfa said, gesturing to my belly. `` I understand that's where you carry them?'' 
 
 `` Yes...'' 
 
 `` We make our offspring in labs. They are formed in dishes and harvested in artificial wombs. We call them Ovas. We harvest all of the reproductive stem cells along the way and use them in just about every part of our medical field,'' the older Grey explained. 
 
 `` Perhaps it's something we could teach you all to do,'' Marfa smiled. `` It's at least much less painful.'' 
 
 At that moment, a fight broke out on the basketball court. The Grey child had summoned the ball telepathically out of the hands of my son Jimmy, who was now attempting to break through a tiny force shield to get to the Grey child. 
 
 `` He's mine,'' the tall Grey said calmly. `` I waited 60 years to be able to begin the process of conceiving him. 
 
 I watched as Jimmy gave up and started throwing a tantrum on the court. His sister started running towards me, crying. I turned to the Grey women and asked, 
 
 `` So are you guys familiar with the term'hysterectomy'?''
