Well she decided that she would not be having her kid(s) today. Although I will be checking up on her throughout the night. I didn't even think it was possible, but her udder is even bigger tonight. Even her milk spickets are more swollen, and she pawed up her bedding something awful. Maybe she is holding out for Mother's Day.
Now she is consistantly "talking" (atleast I think it is to me) to me is short soft little maaaas. She has been continuously getting up pawing and laying down for the last hour....
YOu know, all the stress and worrying is gone at my place for a while, with Hannah finally kidding, so I finally have a chance to sit around and eat some popcorn while you wait! HAHA.
Well, not for long I guess, because I just remembered, I have bottle babies again.
Willow decided to get me going tonight though. We went to boyscouts and came home to her sitting, yes sitting, like a dog in the middle of her pen with her back to us yelling her head off. So I bail out of the car while it is still moving, my other half must have thought I lost it, dash across the yard calling her name which she ignored, I fnally make it into the pen just as she stands up walks over to me and rubs her head on my side. The doe code is kicking in...
I'm sorry..........it's not funny.........but I think because Hannah finally had hers that all that stress is being released. I pictured it all in my mind, her sitting there with her back to you, screaming and you jumping out of a moving car..... and I just lost it. the kids just came in the house and they think I am the looney one, sitting at the computer, laughing.