She watches how I treat myself

 "She watches how I treat myself. That's how she'll learn to treat herself one day too."

So I'm learning to be kinder to the woman in the mirror.
Because one day, she'll stand in front of her own reflection.
She'll hear her own voice in her head.
And it might sound a lot like mine.
That's why I catch myself when call myself "lazy" for resting.
Why I stop saying "I feel gross" in front of her when I haven't done my hair.
Why I'm working on not tearing myself apart after looking at a picture of me.
She's listening.
Even when I think she's distracted with toys or the TV.
She's watching.
Even when I think I'm alone in my thoughts.
I want her to grow up knowing that her worth has nothing to do with what size jeans she wears Or how clean the house is
Or whether her to do list is finished by bedtime.
I want her to know she's allowed to rest To ask for help
To take up space
To love her body and her heart exactly as they are
So I'm starting with me
Because if I want her to speak to herself with love That's what she needs to see me doing too.