I spent a lot of time early last week worrying about being away in Freeport for the NETA Spa event. Leaving my son to carry on the late night and early morning checks, which we usually split between us, and worrying that Betsy the First Timer might run into a problem. In the end, mid-afternoon last Thursday, I took off and headed down to Freeport. (I am one of the Spa event organizers and there was work to be done setting up the vendor areas, and some put-our-head-together meetings as well). I ended up staying through the Saturday late afternoon fashion show (I am the emcee, so it was something I needed to do if at all possible) and then came on home. To no babies in progress :*/
Sam and I texted many times every day, and he posted me photos of goat bums galore. Over thinking these things is tough. You want to be observant and ready for anything, but then all the little signs you think are significant just turn out to be little bumps in the road, showing progress, but not a predictable finish line.
There are three girls that should be having their babies anytime now. (Did I really just say that again??!) Betsy, Delta, and Eleganza. Eleganza’s udder has blossomed in the past few days, Betsy’s and Delta’s as well, although Eleganza is outpacing the other two in that department. Delta and Betsy have had totally slack ligament bands at the base of their tails for at least 10 days, so that hasn’t proven to be a help either.
Betsy is so miserable. The poor thing can barely move her back legs. You can tell that the baby is pressing on the nerves in her back end and she can only walk in a very stilted manner. I feel for her and wish that she would get to it, already!
The beginning of every kidding or lambing season always begins this way. Exhaustion sets in from doing the late and early checks, and eventually we go away and sleep in a little, only to find the little ones out there with mom, clean, fed and dry. And so it goes! I think I will get back to my knitting now…