Arrrgh. Grumble. Stumble. Blink. The clocks went back last night. The end of British Summer time, which should mean an extra hour in bed, right? Wrong.
All parents know that small children have a sixth sense when it comes to this sort of thing.
Far from sleeping in until it says 7am on the clock, they’ll magically get up an hour earlier than they usually do, meaning it will be barely 5am on the GMT clock when they start chasing each other across the landing, whooping and screaming before skipping into your room, bright eyed and overexcited as they disrupt your Sunday slumber with icy fingers and toes shoved under the duvet in an effort to get you up and making breakfast before the sun has even risen.
Ah, parenthood, it’s a blessing, sure, but right now mums and dads across the land are trying to remember what lie-ins actually felt like.
You stumble downstairs, filling the kettle as top priority before digging out breakfast for the kids. They each want something different, of course, and you know your coffee will be lukewarm by the time you get to it, but at least it’s there. Cartoons on, you sneak a blanket tentatively over your knees. The kids’ spidey sense tingles again and moving at least ten times the speed you’ll ever see them get ready for school, they’re under the blanket with you, wrestling for the corners. Icy fingers turn warm, crumbs are shaken off. This is actually rather nice.
A little time passes and then, like a fool, you utter the words, “What would you like to do today?”
What were you thinking?! You could have stayed cosy for a couple of hours yet. You could have at least attempted to spend the day under the blanket with a book and instead you’ve just given the kids an open invitation to start throwing demands your way. Cinema and indoor mini-golf? Ok, that’ll work. Now it’s the battle to get dressed, animated debates ensue over what you’ll see, whether you’ll see it in 2D or 3D, where you’ll have lunch, who’s going to win at mini-golf.
Somehow, the telly has been turned up to about six times the necessary volume, so now the debate is happened at about 80 decibels, three inches from either ear. Time to get a move on.
Shoes on, hair brushed, noses blown, you’re on your way out the door. Actually it’s going to be a lovely day, you’re sure. And you’ll be much more enthusiastic once you’ve actually eaten something and got a chance to sip that coffee you made an hour ago.
All sounding familiar? To soften the shock of winter mornings, belVita sent me these breakfast bars. They’re Soft Bakes, so they taste much like the crunchy biscuity ones you’ve probably had before, but they have a chunkier, softer texture, like a soft, thick oatmeal cookie. They come in Red Berries or Golden Grain flavour, and they’re pretty good, actually.
belVita Breakfast Soft Bakes are made with five wholegrains, so they’re a good source of fibre and designed to release much needed energy slowly over four hours after eating. They’re fortified with vitamins, so each bar will provide 15% of your recommended daily allowance of B6, Folic Acid, Magnesium and Iron.
At just under 200 calories, they’re not for snacking, but if you eat them with a piece of fruit, a dairy product such as a yoghurt, and a drink such as your morning cuppa for hydration, they add up to a pretty balanced breakfast you can easily enjoy on the run.
Anyway, must dash. I have to go and referee a mini-golf match. And to all my fellow parents already out and about on this cold Sunday morning. I salute you.
This is a commissioned post for belVita, who somehow knew in advance that I’d be being dragged out of bed at the crack of dawn. They’re in league with the kids, I reckon.