The stalls were clean & I had put down fresh bedding. The birthing kit was ready with clean towels & way more supplies than I would (hopefully) need. My trusty goat books, a ton of notes, & extra camera batteries were on standby.
We were thrilled to meet the newest addition(s) to our farm. Would it be twins? Triplets? More? Or just a single baby? Boys or girls? Both? I was just hoping for an uneventful delivery, healthy babies & a healthy mama goat.
We are extremely fortunate to have a wonderful veterinarian hospital in our area who treats goats. Most vets will not treat goats in their practice even if they treat other livestock like cows or horses. This was my first time being a midwife at any birth so I was pretty nervous, but it eased my mind to have a great vet just a call away.
Luckily everything went really well & suprisingly quick. Silly gave birth to 2 healthy bucklings (baby boys) that we named Teddy & Graham. Both boys were up & nursing within minutes of being born.
Just 5 days later, Charlotte went into labor. It was thundering & pouring rain. The sound of heavy rain on the barn’s tin roof made it impossible to hear anything else. As soon as I ran into the barn Charlotte laid down & started pushing. Soon she delivered a beautiful black & white, blue-eyed doeling (baby girl!) that we named Sprinkles.
I was very excited (& surprised!) that they both had their babies in front of me instead of waiting until I wasn’t around. Usually animals of prey, such as horses & goats, wait until they are alone to give birth. It made me feel pretty great that they trusted me enough to have the babies while I was in the pen with them.
I may post the actual goat birthing pics in another post with a warning in the title since the pictures are graphic & not everyone enjoys that kind of thing! 😆
So I was advised by doctors not to ride horses again after my Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI). I needed a new (safer) hobby.
One day I happened to see an ad with some beautiful goats for sale & thought they would be a fun addition to our farm. I mean they’re goats: they’re cute, they’re funny, what’s not to love?!
We drove to a beautiful little farm with goats running around everywhere. It was amazing! I purchased 2 gorgeous does (named Silly & Charlotte) that were pregnant. Yes, pregnant! I just jumped into the goat world head first.
I loved my new goats. They were sweet, affectionate, & made me laugh all the time. They really added a lot of fun to our farm. I even took them on walks sometimes which they loved. People would take pictures of us & we often had people making ‘baaaaa!’ sounds to the goats when they would drive by. Just about everyone gets a kick out of seeing goats!
It soon became obvious that both girls were definitely pregnant. We didn’t know how how many babies each doe would have so the size of our herd was going to be a mystery for a while. The vet said they could ultrasound each of them to confirm pregnancy & count the babies but that would be an expensive vet visit, on top of the other vet bills I already had with 2 horses & my old dog that was in kidney failure. The vet said she didn’t think the ultrasound was necessary & kind of gave me a rundown on what to expect (when your goat is expecting! See what I did there?!).
Even though I knew all about taking care of horses, goats were a whole new world to me. I bought some goat books & started reading blogs written by experienced (& not so experienced) goat owners.
I didn’t know exactly when they would have their babies so I obsessively checked them over every day, looking for any sign that labor was near. One day Silly was very vocal & wanted to be right beside me every second. I knew we were getting close. I had yet another doctor appointment for myself that day so I couldn’t stay with Silly all day but I checked on her before I left. Then when I got back from my doctor’s appointment I stopped in to check on her. She saw me then laid down & started pushing. Baby goats were on the way!