I guess that my wife and I have been lucky that each of our kids has a unique cry that means that we have three to five seconds to get the kids over the toilet. They don’t do it every time (like the time one threw up in bed and went back to sleep) and we’ve had worse emergencies, but nothing makes Ms. cornflakes and me scramble faster than one of our kids’ making a vomit cry.
My daughter makes a slight gurgling sound before ejecting the contents of her stomach.
One 4th of July Mr. SeGate took our daughter swimming. She was 1.5 years old and injested some pool water. She threw up after returning home. She seemed to feel better after her nap, so we drove to a fireworks display as planned. We snagged a parking spot in the prime viewing area just as the surrounding streets were closed down. Just as Mr. SeGate puts it in park, we hear the Gurgle of Doom.
If I didn’t know better, I would have sworn that she threw up everything she had eaten in the last week and a half. We had to dismantle her carseat and strip her down to her diaper. We couldn’t leave, so we watched the fireworks while I soothed our poor baby (it just took every ounce of her energy).
Another fearsome sound is the dreaded “Thump,” followed by a few seconds of silence and then wailing.