Lately every time I talk to friends or family I get asked
"what have you been up to lately?" I could answer this a number of
ways, since I'm currently looking for a job I could bore them with all the job
postings I'm either lacking a nursing degree for or am so over qualified for
its painful, but its depressingly boring for me and seems cruel for the listener so I don't. I could talk about how we are on
day 146 since the goats and sheep when to good friend Amanda's house to meet
her lovely gentlemen and do the deed. Many of you know Shasta had complications
and unfortunately lost her babies, This makes me worry about the other girls
pregnancies. Shasta is feeling much better and is back to her sassy self. She
will be headed back to see nice young buck named Lucky as soon as we can
coordinate our schedules. I asked Shasta and she's ok with waiting until its
not raining. For those who don't know goats take a dim view of rain. The rain
might help grow things goats like to eat and provide water for them but as far
as they're concerned its acid falling from the sky meant to kill them and make
their lives miserable. Most goats won't step foot in it, I'd like to think my
girls are willing to brave it to see me because they love me but its probably
the grain I show up with, well and maybe the love too. Sheep don't care about
rain, I'm not sure they notice weather at all.
Back to the impending motherhood, Matilda the sheep and Lily
the bitch, I mean goat. Gestation is about 145 days plus or minus 5 days each
way. Now goats and sheep have been having giving birth and raising babies since
the dawn of time without the help of us monkeys but I'd like to be on hand just
in case. Plus who doesn't want to see cute baby animals try to stand for the
first time?
There are some tell tail signs of impending labor. Their
udders start to "bag up" which is what is called when they fill up
with milk, this can happen anywhere from hours after birth to weeks before.
Their lady parts get bigger, swollen looking, and redder, again this can happen
anywhere from hours to weeks before labor. Their bellies will drop as the kids
and lambs get into position to be born. The ligaments that run alongside their
tails will become soft and then disappear. There's this thing called a mucous
plug, I won't describe it only that I'm anxiously awaiting its arrival because
it'll mean active labor is next. Every time I'm outside I check on them for
mucous plugs, swelling and redness, state of the ligaments. When I'm picking up
duck eggs at 6:00 am, feeding ducks and chickens, 9:00 am, Feeding sheep and
goats hay 11:00 am, letting them out for exercise/play/mug rabbits for their
food 1:00-3:00 pm, feeding rabbits and collecting chicken eggs 4:00 pm, and
feeding goats and sheep grain 6:00 pm.
When I'm not checking on them I'm reading everyone's
opinions on signs of impending motherhood and what to do if complications
arise. When I'm taking a break from reading about it I'm watching videos of
people, with their hands in places it is not polite to talk about at the dinner
table, untangle triplets and getting them all delivered safely. These videos
are very gooey and not for the feint of heart. They all end the same way
though, with an adorable baby laying in straw shaking her head while mother
licks her dry.
So I could tell everyone: I follow my sheep and goats around
staring at their lady parts, comparing them to pictures from a few days ago to
see if they're different. I interrogate them as to when I might be needed so I
can relax a little and stop dreaming about missing the whole thing or
nightmares of everything going wrong. To ease my anxiety I'm watching gross
videos on the miracle of life and rechecking my lambing kit.
Instead I settle on "Just doing the ranch stuff. Girls
are due soon, can't wait to see the babies!"