Leah Kim

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mom wife yogi writer | NYC
mental health advocate
🧘🏻‍♀️ teacher | Nike Global Yoga Ambassador


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Thank you @chiselclub for asking me to share my thoughts on fitness, mental health, and motherhood. I am so moved by your kind and generous introduction. I especially hope this helps to illuminate the importance of and dispel misunderstandings about maternal mental health. Link in bio. ———
One big love. #pride #pride2019 #equality #Stonewall50
Having an absolutely amazing time teaching at @apple hq in Cupertino, which happens to be where I grew up. It means so much on so many levels to be here. 💫
My latest essay was picked up by @notsafeformomgroup 💫 I write about family dynamics, particularly between mother and daughter, with the backdrop of mental illness and the magic of grandchildren. (link 👆🏼) •Photo Credit: Alfre Woodard and Lynn Whitfield in touring production of "For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow is Enuf” in 1978• ———
This is a delicious, easy veg-based egg frittata recipe from @hemsleyhemsley. I love making two batches (24 mini frittata muffins) & having them throughout the week. Hubby & kid love them too. 
You can be very flexible with ingredients. Today I’ve used:
1 zucchini, 1 purple carrot, 1 yellow carrot (coarsely grated)
Chives, spring onion, 3 garlic cloves (chopped)
Spinach (roughly chopped)

Preheat oven to 375. Grease muffin tins. 
Whisk 8 eggs in large bowl. Add 2 pinches sea salt, 1 pinch pepper, 1 tsp dried oregano. Add the veg. You’re looking for 50/50 egg/veg. Fold veg into the eggs. Divide. Let em cook for 12-14min (center should have a bit of a wobble). Pop out & cool on a rack. 
Also yummy to include parsley, mushrooms, peppers, parmesan. 
April is Cesarean Awareness Month. I had no idea there even was such a month. Coincidentally, on April 1st I wrote & posted this piece about healing my shame around my C-section. It was just picked up & published in Medium’s Parenting magazine & is featured on their home page. 💫 (link👆🏼) #cesareanawarenessmonth
The start of my last year in my 30s has so far been humbling, hopeful, and happy. I am grateful for my husband and our son. I am grateful for my family of girlfriends/fellow moms here in NYC that took a few years to build but were totally worth the wait. I am grateful for all my faraway loved ones. All of whom have spoiled me with beautiful presents but mostly with love. 
On the eve of my birthday, I wrote the piece linked in bio. Some thoughts on motherhood, childhood, and mental health. I’d love it if you would consider signing up for a Medium account (it’s free) and “clapping” for my articles. 🙏🏼💫♥️ I got these yellow roses for myself, just as my mom used to do for me when she could. 
My first piece as a writer for Redoubtable, a Medium Publication: The Silver Lining is Often Bullsh*t. Gorgeously illustrated by @suziichanstudio | link 👆🏼
I don’t usually take photos of food and I swear this wasn’t staged. I was making breakfast for my family and just thought it looked so pretty! 
Steel Cut Oats (gluten free)
-cook with half water half almond milk
-seed mixture: chia, flax, sesame
-raw honey

Lmk your fav toppings?
This is me, 2013. I was on a rooftop in Rome, shot by @carlos_serrao for a Just Do It campaign. I had yet to experience pregnancy, surgery, motherhood, depression, or anxiety, all of which were waiting for me just around the corner of my life trajectory. 
I used to be able to drop into deep poses like this backbend with zero warmup. When I first unrolled my mat after giving birth, my knees fell to the floor in Plank Pose and my back muscles felt like they were tearing when I did a simple Spinal Twist. 
My heart broke as I realized how broken my body was.

I am now finding my way back to my yoga practice. It looks pretty different to what it looked like before. I write about practicing to embrace these changes (link above). And if you feel so inspired, I would love it and be so grateful if you ‘followed’ me on Medium. xxo

This photo hangs large and framed in our home. It perplexes me every time I look at it. How is it possible that it looks so different to the reality of that moment? How is it possible that you can’t see any evidence of how awful and scared I felt? It certainly speaks to the talent of the photographer. But beyond that, it speaks to the fact that sometimes what things look like on the outside, be it here in social media world or even in real life, couldn’t be further from the truth. 
More and more, I am talking to people who are tired of surface level conversations. Tired of the pressure of displaying a certain persona. Tired of not feeling free to express their true selves. It takes an enormous amount of effort and energy to uphold a facade. 
I talk about why I feel it’s important to share the uninstagrammable moments in my piece linked above. Let me know your thoughts. And I’d love if you would “Clap’ for it on Medium. xxo 📷: @carojonesphoto 
Ki-yah! Just earned his red stripe belt. Last one before big kids’ class. Go kid! Proud of you. And not bad on form and flexibility. #minimartialartist #yogi #taekwondo