Kidding season means excitement, anticipation, joy, anxiety and interrupted sleep. As the does near their kidding dates, we try to check on them about every 4 hours around the clock so we can be there for the kidding. There are usually signs that a doe is getting close to kidding but not always. When I checked Nibbles last night, she didn’t show any signs of labor and her ligaments were not loose enough to signal an immanent birth so I felt like it would be safe to sleep through the night.
This morning we woke up to find she had delivered triplets during the night. Two adorable doelings and, unfortunately, a buckling that didn’t make it. We’ll never know if being there would have made a difference for him or not. While I love raising livestock, losses are inevitable and always a cause for sadness.
But there isn’t time to linger on what ifs and should haves because there are umbilical cords to dip in iodine, kids to weigh, does to milk, and records to be written. It’s better to pause for a moment of reflection then keep moving forward while giving thanks for the precious, healthy kids snuggled in the hay.
