Chipmunchkin lulled me into a false sense of security as she's started more or less sleeping through the night (stirs only when she needs and can't find her binky on her own). Last night she flipped the tables on me.
I heard her stirring around 1230, coughing a bit from the residual drippys due to her most recent cold. I went in to fix her binky, and noticed something seemed off about the pattern on her sheet near her face. Put my hand down....yep, she spewed a good 3-4 oz of formula in her sleep, and was half lying in it. It. Smelled. Awful.
Had to lift her out of it, wake Mr. Chipmunky (who kindly stripped the crib mattress, scrubbed at the mattress, and replaced the sheet), then strip and change Chipmunchkin, wiping her down as I went along since she otherwise smelled like half digested formula. I wanted to puke myself.
Poor thing had trouble going back down again, dry heaved and tiny spews on my shirt (changed that twice). After 2 hours of cuddles, she was fine to sleep in her crib again. This morning she acted like nothing happened.
If I had to guess, the coughing caused just enough of a tummy spasm to cause the vomit volcano, and her being upset in going back down in her crib led to the spasms causing the dry heaves.
When Mr. Chipmunky gets home tonight, he'll be getting some one on one time with her while I check for any missed spots on the floor in her room and treat as appropriate. Hopefully she does not go for an encore presentation.