I am not a morning person! I wish I were, but I am not. I am a night owl. I can work until the middle of the night and not mind one bit. Getting up early in the morning is like torture to me, despite the irritating soothing army of multisensory gadgets that is meant to wake-me up feeling happy and refreshed: sunrise simulation; alarm using a wake up phase monitoring signals from my body to wake me up softly; gentle sounds inspired by nature; vibration and last but not least, alarm with music I chose, starting on low volume and getting increasingly louder. It is all there yet I never feel refreshed when I wake up: I am not a morning person!
Crevette recently told me: “Why do you have a ‘Little Miss Sunshine’ cup? You’re not a sunshine in the morning!” It was a birthday present from hubby. He might have been trying to make a point, and frankly, I could not blame him!
On days I work, the five and a half of us have to be out of the door at 7.15 a.m. at the latest, so organisation is crucial and every minute counts. Everything that can possibly be done ahead is done the evening before.
The children always have their bath in the evening so all they need in the morning is a quick wash and clean teeth. To make sure we do not end up arguing about outfits in the morning, I decide with them what they will wear the following day and we get it all ready in three neat piles in the bathroom. They are always in the same spot, with underwear on top of each pile and jumpers on the bottom. Their shoes are also always in the same place, as are school bags and anything else we need to take with us (by the front door).
Knowing it is all ready means I can sleep soundly with nothing at the back of my mind. No thinking whatsoever is required in the morning either as automatisms just kick in. Hubby and I also have our outfits ready. Everything I need in the morning is out and lined in order it is to be put on so no time is wasted fumbling in drawers.
Crevette has a packed lunch for school, and because of her allergies, Jumpy also needs one to take to Maria’s (our childminder). Beanie has her lunch with the other children at Maria’s. Hubby and I also have packed lunches. I get it all ready the night before in the fridge, making sure it can all be picked up quickly and placed in our insulated lunch bags in the morning with no fuss or confusion.
Just to make sure the house does not look like a bombsite when we get home from work, I always make sure dishes have been put away, toys are not scattered everywhere and get my little handheld hoover to work its magic before sitting on the sofa.
Sharing out tasks in the morning:
Our roles are well defined and we have a clear routine. Hubby always wakes up first at 6.18 a.m. (long story) despite all the wonderful tools that are supposed to wake me up gently. He encourages me to get up, making sure not to upset me. He then wakes our little ones up and has a cuddle with them in our bed so they can greet the day at their own pace. Beanie normally keeps snoring, Crevette struggles to wake up as much as I do and Jumpy has her milk and a cuddle with her dad.
After brushing my teeth and having a long, hot shower, I am generally a lot more ‘human’ or at the very least less annoyed to be up and I go downstairs to get my coffee, finish packing the lunchboxes and put it all by the front door. Hubby encourages Crevette to get dressed (he is not the quickest in the morning) and gets Jumpy ready. Beanie sometimes gets her clothes on by herself or requests help from one of us.
As I finish getting ready and make the beds, hubby makes tea in our insulated cups, puts everything in the car and gets a quick snack ready for the children: juice with a piece of fruit, a cereal bar or breakfast biscuits.
The fact hubby and I work hand in hand to get everyone ready helps a lot and even though not every morning is free from chaos or irritability, whenever we are out of the door on time and in a decent mood, it really is a magic moment!
Crevette has breakfast at my friend Aimee’s and the girls have their breakfast at Maria’s. Hubby and I have breakfast at work, hence the cup of tea. I dunk French biscuits if I have them or belVita biscuits in my tea. I also have an apple about ten minutes later. I find that a good breakfast gets me to lunchtime without feeling hungry.
During week-ends or on my days off, we take time to have breakfast at home, in the form of porridge with a glass of juice for hubby and the children; coffee and breakfast biscuits or toasted homemade bread for me.
A few weeks ago, I volunteered to take part in belVita and BritMums’ ‘Morning Stories Challenge’ and forgot all about it until three or four days later I received a parcel through the post including three packs of belVita biscuits and a £5 voucher for Costa coffee. I like a challenge. A challenge that involves food and coffee… now that’s my cup of tea!
I have to be honest and admit we were not won over by the three flavours of belVita biscuits we were sent. The ones we buy all the time are ‘Honey & Nuts’. If I have mine when I get to work just before 8 a.m. with my cup of tea and an apple, I do not normally get hungry until my break at 11.15 a.m. or even lunchtime just after 1 p.m. (and I am over 36 weeks pregnant!). To me, it is the ideal breakfast on the go. I have no time or appetite before I leave the house and find belVita biscuits the perfect solution for breakfast at my desk.
This post is an entry for #MorningStories Linky Challenge sponsored by belVita Breakfast. Learn more at www.facebook.com/belVitaUK.
I was sent three packs of belVita biscuits as free samples as well as a £5 Costa Coffee voucher. No payment has been received for this post.