Well, things looked like they were going really good.... About 7:30 last night Lillie had her first little baby. All on her own, and he was doing great. (Lillie has had multiple breech babies and two still born babies) She was trying to deliver the second and just couldn't do it. After watching her really close we saw that she was worn out and just couldn't push anymore. That meant trouble. So we had to help. We don't like to help with the birthings unless it is totally necessary, Well #2 was stuck big time, and wasn't budging for us either. I was really getting worried. But finally we got it to start moving, then stuck again. There was no life in the little one at all. We thought that it was dead. So we decided that if we didn't do something we could loose Lillie as well... so we pulled. This is a total last resort... Hubby finally got it coming out again and her little head wasn't coming it was folded backwards. That was why she was stuck. He gave one big pull and she popped out. Hardly no life, barely breathing. I cleaned her up, cleared her mouth and nose and then gave her to Lillie. Who did a much better job cleaning on her. After about 30 minutes, her little head started popping up and moving around. After about an hour she started moving her legs a bit. After that I decided that she needed to stand up and really clear her lungs... so I held her in a standing position for a while. Her little legs were not strong enough to stand on her own. But after a while, she was trying to do it on her own, not well... but she was trying. Then she got her legs under her and was figuring out walking. Now #1... he was a handful. All over the place, screaming and hungry!
Now Lillie's milk bag was enormous. HUGE and I never thought about her having any problems with that. But it seemed that it was so large, that one the babies can't find the end to eat as it is literally touching the ground. And two, so large it has gotten hard and painful for Lillie. So I worked with her all night and then was up at dawn and out there trying to get the babies to eat. Finally with Hubby's help we got one side "working" and got the little guy eating, and man was he eating! But our little girl, she just can't get the hang of it, and the other side is just not letting the milk out... I will spend the day working on it, massaging and putting warm wet towels to hopefully fix things. The little girl is weak, but moving around great and has her lungs working just fine. That is a good sign, and hopefully today we will get the food source going and help them figure out to look lower than nature's instinct has them looking. Until then I will have to keep trying powdered newborn goat milk.
ok... wanna see them after all my rambling? (sorry lack of sleep)
OH my I am editing this to say I know I am an idiot... Of course it is Danny and Sandy.... The other names I was thinking of had Johnny in it.. and with my lack of sleep.... Duh.. DANNY and SANDY....
Totally love this photo - Lillie and her giant bug eyes cleaning on them, and Daddy Peso in the background in his own pen that we refer to "Peso's Pad" just watching and keeping an eye on everything.
Oh and just in case you haven't figured out where the names came from... I saw the movie "GREASE" this weekend. :0)
HUGS see you tomorrow for Just Magnolias and Hanglar challenge -