Daily #19. Tuesday. 13/09/2026

Great news! Last week, my enormously pregnant sister pooped out a 9lb nephew. Obviously she didn’t poop him out; I’m her brother which means, despite being an adult, that’s how I speak about her. Also, like a prom-night teen in a limo, he came out the sunroof. 

After a bit of an ordeal, everyone's doing well. It’s always nerve-wracking when the people you love are going through childbirth, and similarly a massive relief when they emerge happy and healthy. 

Whilst she has been through a lot; having heard more about reproductive organs and nipples than seems entirely reasonable for a brother to know, I’d argue I’m perhaps slightly more traumatised.

My sister successfully welcoming Louis into the world puts my general worries into perspective. Any time your loved ones are in precarious positions, suddenly everything that seems so important in life finds its way to the back of the relevance queue. 

Having said that, these new coffee beans I bought are rubbish. Sour as fuck. Ruined my week.