Some parents are lucky - they manage to get one of those babies that just doesn't spit up. I believe the odds are that 40% of all babies prefer to share their milk feeds with the rest of the world instead of just keeping that white goodness in their little bellies.
We were not so lucky. The spit-up was the part of infanthood that I was really not looking forward to. I've never been a fan of milk. I was never one to ask for a glass of milk with my meal when I was a kid. So it's no surprise that I'm not a fan of milk in its regurgitated state.
In the first few weeks being regularly vomited on was just the icing on the "congratulations you are now a bobble headed poop machine's slave" cake. Eloise throwing up on me for the 7th time in the span of 3 hours could easily make me cry.
So you have no idea how happy I am to see the back of this spitting up phase.