Horrible night

Horrible, horrible. Emma was very cranky and wouldn't feed properly when we put her to bed at 7.30pm. Then at 10pm Rob heard her choking and spluttering. We went in to find she'd vomited everywhere, all over the bed clothes, all over her babygro, in her hair..and she was just lying there staring and very listless. I picked her up and cuddled her, but she just lay floppily in my arms, occasionally crying weakly. Tried offering her boob, which she refused - never done that before. At this point got hysterical with worry. No fever, thank God. We spent about an hour sitting with her while Rob gave her water from a spoon, as by this stage she hadn't had anything to drink for about 7 hours. Gradually she perked up a bit and had a little bit of breast milk, but she was so exhausted I gave up and let her sleep. Eventually I drifted off myself, but woke up every 2 hours or so, panicking. Then she woke at 7, all smiles and right as rain.

Hence I've been tired and emotional all day.

Can't imagine what it must be like to have a child that gets seriously ill. Doesn't bear thinking about.