All things considered, Trixie is a pretty good kid. Sure, she never turns down an opportunity to pee on the bed or poop on the couch, but that’s to be expected. And the frequency of these occurrences is rapidly decreasing.
Unfortunately, Trixie has a new trick up her sleeve. Up until three days ago, she hardly ever had a problem with spitting up. It just didn’t happen. But now she’s had projectile vomiting three days in a row. I know it sounds horrible, and conjures up images of “The Exorcist” but it’s a surprisingly benign process from her perspective. She remains completely disinterested, calm and even sleepy all the while a geyser of partially digested milk plumes out of her mouth. She could care less.
From our perspective, however, it’s terrifying to watch, and absolutely disgusting to clean up. It’s sticky, smelly and necessitates an immediate bath. The funny part is that it appears as if she’s covered in wheat paste, like the first step in making a paper mâché baby.
In the TPOD is Trixie using a warm pillow? or is this an unusual sleep-time?