The perfect food when frigid temperatures take over your weather pattern, this super simple Split Pea Soup will warm you up from the inside out.
To say I’m a walking zombie at this point would be a gross understatement. As soon as I formulate a few sentences here, I’m off to go count the Serta sheep. I haven’t slept since Saturday night and that ceased being fun … oh … right around Saturday night. Madeline woke up at 11:30 last night with her fever back and she couldn’t go back to sleep. By 2 am, it was up to 104 and she capped it off by throwing up all over me. I swear I didn’t know what to do first at that point and seriously just sat for a few minutes to figure out my next course of action. Someone needs to pen a manual about such things. After getting us reasonably cleaned up, back to the ER we went to spend the rest of the night there. We got home just as the sun was coming up and I celebrated by stripping my bed and going off in search of clothes that didn’t reek.
Turns out that the allergies, teeth coming in and virus just weren’t enough. Someone thought we should throw in a raging ear infection just for good measure. She r-e-a-l-l-y needs a break at this point. She spent most of the day sleeping and I’m hoping she was just sleeping off all the nasty cooties that are taking up residence. She woke up long enough to eat, get medicine and accompany me in a search for the one brand of teething drops that relieve her pain.
The house is now quiet again and both kids are sleeping. I am really hoping we can skip the ER visit tonight. Especially given the horrid bedside manner of the lovely nurse we had the pleasure of dealing with last night (seriously, what is WRONG with people? I’m certain there must be a bedside manner segment on the road to becoming a nurse, and someone sure needs a refresher). But hopefully for Madeline the worst is over.
Now onto split pea soup. Luckily I wrote this last week so as soon as I click “publish,” my head is meeting the pillow… here we go.
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