Barf

So.....Carly woke up for a feeding at 330am last night. I pulled her out of her bassinet and put her in bed with me and nursed her lying down like the good nurses at the hospital taught me to do. We eventually fell back to sleep together until 530am when I woke up to Carly's little whimper. As I turned to face her to see what was up she barfed in my face. Projectile barf that is. 1, 2, 3 shots of barf on to me & the bed. I wigged! I've never had someone barf in my face before. I've never witnessed projectile barfing before. Shocked I got up and rallied Eric to help change the sheets while I cleaned Carly up and I got in the shower. No fun. And the thing that gets me is that there just seems to be no reason behind the violent toss of her cookies. She's fine today. She had no fever. She's eaten 3 times since and hasn't been ill. What was that?