The Front Room Beauty Blog

New Year New You??? It seems to be the sentiment of this day worldwide. And it is the biggest pile of shite that I have been a part of for way too fucking long. I’m a little bit tired with being manipulated into thinking that I’m not enough…..never enough. So this...

1. Nothing is permanent. “This too shall pass”. Everything is fleeting. Everything changes. Grief subsides. Contractions ease off. Night feeds end. Recessions cease. Baby blues diminish. Careers end. New ones begin. Babies grow into toddlers. Everything is temporary....

I did something slightly unorthodox. You could even say sneaky. Sneaky is probably more truthful. And now I’m a little bit sorry. But I’m also a little bit not. The kids are happy, which is always the main thing. But I have my sneaky suspicions that “The Most Patient...

I have been asked this question umpteen times in various situations and scenarios. (Some of which involved poor girls coming to me with inflamed eyes or horrendous looking lips after using products that were in the bottom of the never ending pit us women call...

Somebody (who is expecting her first bambino) asked me during the week to describe Motherhood to her. She didn’t like the ‘will I or won’t I?” look I gave her while contemplating the gentlest of answers. I wish she had asked me to describe birth instead. That I can...

So were home 4 days now and I’m just about recovered from it all. I need a holiday after my holiday!  Does every Irish family who goes on a staycation inevitably say “never again” out loud one hundred and sixty four times a day during it? Or is it just us???? It began...

Our 4 year old is testing us. Every minute of every hour of every day is a test. It starts in the morning the minute he opens his eyes and is not happy that I have chosen jeans for him to wear today. He stomps and huffs and puffs in protest and continues to object to...