I will never forget the first time I saw a baby lamb being born;
it was completely gross, slimy, exciting and scary all at the same time. Pretty
much from then on I knew that when I had children I wanted them to be able to
experience this as well.
When the hubs and I decided long before we were married that
raising livestock was going to be a part of our lives, I couldn’t have been
happier. Then when I found a job that allowed be to basically move home so I could
not only raise livestock but do it with my family I seriously was ecstatic. I saw
the things I had dreamed of falling into place for our family. (I do know I had
some weird dreams)
So last summer I introduced all of you to Daisy, Charlot’s
Berkshire gilt. Charlot showed her last summer and had a great experience with
her. We then decided to bring her home to add to our sow heard. She was bred
this fall and last Sunday I felt so sorry for the poor dear. She looked like
she was so ready to go, and as a mom, I have experienced those last few days
before the baby comes. Those days when all you do is pray the baby comes and
kind of hope it stays right where it’s at. Anyway that is how she looked; she
had the miserable motherly glow!
Well this Saturday morning Daisy became a momma! I was
picking my momma up to go grocery shopping/picking Charlot up from her other
grandma, when momma Linda said Daisy has started and the Hubs was in the
farrowing house with her. Hooray! Charlot was going to be so excited. And that
she was! As soon as I told her that Daisy was having her babies, she was ready
to go home and help. Well we got done in town as quick as possible and as soon
as we pulled in the drive Charlot was ready to be in that farrowing house with
her dad and Daisy. I made her wait just a minute to be certain everything was
ok for her to come in. I got the go ahead from the Hubs and grabbed Charlot. From
the moment we walked in there she was grinning ear to ear.
Then she saw something and Daisy started to strain, we told
her that another baby was getting ready to come. She got as close and we would
let her and with her eyes and big as saucers she watched a baby being born. She
helped the Hubs dry it off and get it in with its momma. She just kept saying
how cool it was. Charlot and I decided to give Daisy some space after a bit,
plus Charlot needed to get in the house to tell Pap what she had seen.
As soon as we walked in the house she announced that Daisy “POOPED out a baby.” Oh boy I can’t wait to see what she tells the other
kids at the babysitters today! I am happy to say that Daisy and all 9 of her
babies are doing well, and Charlot is so in love with them. She has requested
to keep all of them; we are going to have to work on that with her.
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