Projectile Spit Up

Last night was a good refresher and bottles, Lilly, and burping. I bathed her and get her ready for bed. And we usually give her formula, anywhere between an ounce and eight. All depends on what she wants. Well she was super cranky so I made the last feeding her sole feeding (normally she eats right when she wakes up from her last nap, but this time she didn't nap and when she would have gotten up was when I bathed her. Make sense? Man that was an explanation!) and so I got the 8 ounce bottle and pour the formula in. 8 ounces in all.

You can probably see where this is going. She gulped it down. Took a small breather, but no burps and she went for more. And she took down the bottle like a pro. And so after it was over, I stood up to help get the gas up better. Walked no more than 3 or 4 steps to her dresser when, and I kid you not, I see a fountain of spit up come rushing out of her mouth. Now she's spit up a lot before, a lot at one time, but never the rush of bodily fluids like this. Literally I felt like she had the exorcism spit up. It was a lot and it came three times in total. And drenched my left arm, back of my pant and sock. Got all over her and the swaddle blanket. A dab when on the rug but the majority went onto the floor.

I freaked.

But she was silent. Perhaps in shock over the amount of fluid she just threw up.

I called Mark, asked him to come home, and then went over what happened in my mind. And realized that she wasn't in danger, just enjoyed the bottle a little too much. And so I went to change her. Mindful of not getting her near my left side.

And when we picked out her new sleeper, she gave me a smile, so I knew she was alright.

Now me, that would take a shower, dinner, and Modern Family, and Mark to get me through. Not going to lie, did view the monitor more last night. But the floor is clean and Nature's Miracle cleaning spray definitely gets out anything.