ugh

Casper woke up at 2:30 am calling me, having had diarrhea in her sleep. I was awake with her until about 5, and she's gone through 3 (of her brother's) diapers and two towels she was lying on AND I had to strip my bed. Mostly while she was asleep. And after we gave her immodium. Dayum.

Oh the, uh, plus side, I got to lie awake listening to her stomach gurgle and contemplating the etymology of diarrhea, which literally in Greek means "through-flows." She's got the through-flows all right.

She seems in decent spirits, but dayum, not how I planned to spend my Friday.