A few minutes after I got out there we noticed that she was very ready, but it didn't look right. We didn't see the white spots of the hooves that are supposed to be seen, no nose part, nothing. Only black fur. Hubby examined her but didn't know what it was he was feeling. I've read everything you can read on goat labor and delivery so I gave it a try. I pulled on gloves because this pregnant mama didn't think she could handle it au naturale! All I felt was a ball. It wasn't a head or feet. Oh boy. We couldn't maneuver baby around so we just went with it. This baby that came out was so little. And lifeless. We tried everything we could for this little boy, but from the looks of it we think it was gone long before labor. *sigh*
So we prepared for the next one. We knew she had to have two babies because she was so huge and the first baby was so little. She pushed a bit and we saw white hooves and a nose! Yes!! She came out just fine! I dried her off with several towels since mama was quite out of it. I think she was still recovering from the first delivery. I took her to her mama's side and Skippy then licked and nuzzled a bit.
Then Skippy started pushing. We just assumed she was getting rid of the placenta. Nope...out came another set of hooves! This little guy came out a bit smaller than Pixie but a bit bigger than the first so we thought we had a good chance. It seemed lifeless. Hubby tearfully prayed for it as he wiped it off and tried to stimulate it. (Skippy wasn't doing much with Pixie and was quite out of it at this time so we knew she'd not be much help.) He even tried breathing on it's mouth and nose and nothing. It was so sad. Three babies and only one lived. The two little guys were all black, so different from their sister.
Pixie is so colorful! She has long, beautiful white ears peppered with flecks of black, and a large white patch on the top of her head. There are reddish-brown markings near her eyes (her daddy had a lot of reddish-brown markings). She has a white tip on her tail and a white belly with white and red-brown markings on her legs. So beautiful!
Skippy was still so out sorts that she seemed clumsy with her and didn't want to nurse so we stayed with them for a while. Finally hubby had to head off to bed at 3:30 because he had to teach school in the morning. Noah (our oldest) was so sweet to stay out there with me. We didn't want Skippy to roll on her (which she would have a couple times if we hadn't been out there) and we wanted to make sure she got some good colostrum from her mama. Finally Skippy expelled the last of the yuck and then she seemed to settle down into being a mama. She lovingly tried directing Pixie to her teats, but Pixie went between wanting my attention (cute little bugger!) or wanting to just lay and cuddle with mama.
They seemed to be doing well so Noah and I went in the house around 6 a.m. and crashed. At 8 a.m. I was woke up by stressed out kids saying grandma needed help with Skippy because she wouldn't nurse. So off I went. I ended up milking Skippy a bit and feeding Pixie with a syringe. We left them alone for a few hours. I went back out to check on them and Pixie's belly felt like it was fuller than when I had left her. So she must have nursed on mama while we weren't looking. Phew! I'm hoping all goes well and that in two weeks I can start milking her. Goat's milk soap and cheese....here I come! *wink*
Edit: I need to add that my mom was helping with the last delivery. She also was inside holding down the fort while hubby and I were outside. She and Isaac also did some goat-watch in the morning.
This post is part of the Homestead Barn Hop HERE .