It is 1 AM on a Saturday. Your eight-month-old wakes up gagging and vomits all over the crib. You clean her up, change the sheets, and try to nurse her. She throws up again within minutes. Over the next few hours, she vomits four more times — mostly clear liquid by the end because her stomach is empty. She is miserable, clingy, and warm to the touch. The thermometer reads 101.3 degrees Fahrenheit.
By morning, the vomiting has slowed. She manages to keep down a few teaspoons of Pedialyte. You offer breast milk in tiny amounts — a few minutes of nursing, then a break. She keeps it down. You start counting wet diapers obsessively. By noon, she has had two. Not great, but not alarming yet.
Sunday brings diarrhea. Watery, frequent, and impressively explosive. The vomiting has stopped, which feels like progress even though the diapers are a disaster. She is drinking more now — breast milk, some Pedialyte, a little water with her solids. Wet diapers climb back to four, then five. She picks at some banana and avocado. Monday, she is noticeably perkier. The diarrhea continues but is less watery. By Wednesday, the stools are starting to look more normal. By Friday, she is back to her usual self — and you are doing the fourth load of crib laundry.
This is the typical arc. Miserable at the start, gradual improvement, lingering diarrhea that outlasts everything else. The worst is usually over in 48 hours. The cleanup takes longer.