Our embarrassing turn-our-cheeks-pink first name snafu and how we landed on our podcast name today.

Cautiously unpacking anti-blackness with our Asian parents, microaggressions we get as Asian women, and remembering the Atlanta Spa Shootings. We're tired of being Othered -- within our families and in the world.

Cautiously unpacking anti-blackness with our Asian parents, microaggressions we get as Asian women, and remembering the Atlanta Spa Shootings. We're tired of being Othered -- within our families and in the world.

We scream into a pillow about the invisible labor of running the household, the impossible standards of instagram moms, and the confusion of being a good feminist. The social contract of women is messy with a capital M.

Deconstructing our white guy tendencies, hating our hyphenated selves, and taking on the extra labor of raising our kids with complicated identities. Not to mention in-laws. We love our multicultural family, but this shit is hard.

As immigrant kids, we're really triggered by money. TBH, it controls us sometimes. We rethink our relationship with money to add real value, mental sanity, and metaphorical bagel chips to our lives.

Cult leaders and Chinese literary fantasies are no match for the real work (and endearing moments) of long-term partnership.

Kiddo, follow your passion, but don't live in my basement. Figuring out how to teach grit with privilege when our parenting philosophy is light years from where we came from.

The insurmountable envy, loneliness and exhaustion as a newborn parent.

Our deliveries were as different as our personalities: Kate prepared for it like a PSAT National Merit Scholar, Jeanette was on laughing gas, and Susan took selfies with her placenta.