Ellise’s Story

I was talking to a friend of mine on Wednesday, about how I was ready to give birth and she suggested I go and get a Prego Pizza. Being curious I did a little research and discovered that there was a pizza parlor nearby that made it. I called my mother (who had heard of the pizza) and asked her to take me to Skipolini's. On an empty stomach, and full of anticipation we made our way. We went in and was served by an extremely sweet, and excited waitress, who immediately started working on the pizza. I took pictures of her making the pizza and a picture of myself with the pizza (just in case) and I ate piece by delicious piece. Thoroughly stuffed I took the rest home, promised I'd post my story and send a picture of my baby (if she came) and hugged the waitress on the way out the door. About 11pm I ate the remaining 2 slices of pizza, a little bit of ice cream, and fell asleep. About 2am I woke up in pain, and could quite figure out what was going on, by 3 am I was having contractions 5 minutes apart, 4 am I was in triage for labor and delivery and 4 cm dilated, 6am I was 8cm dilated, and Baby J arrived at 8:30am on the dot. Thanks for the Prego Pizza. Delicious, and well worth it.