After taking care of the twins, Trey and I continued calf patrol. This is when we spotted Bessie way out in a small patch of trees by herself. I told him I thought she may have a baby soon. He studied her. After close observation and some questioning, Trey has learned this: "When the slimey stuff comes out under their tails,that means a baby is coming!" I thought this was brilliant but it could just be the ob nurse in me coming out again.
Next we came across this little calf who was trying his darndest to navigate on dry land. (Trey has given this one the name Spot.) We both got a kick out of watching him try out his "new" legs. Over and over Trey would giggle "look how wobblely!"
Then there was this guy. He seems to be quite the little brute. He is long legged and fiesty. He was already kicking and bucking around before he was even 12 hours old. I wish I could say the same for me. I cared for all my new babies and made it back to the house. I pried myself out of my rubber boots. (I never have quite figured out how to do that gracefully) Then, when my own children allowed it, I headed for the shower and found that I had been hauling half a bale of hay around in my pants. (Messy. But not as messy as my muck crusted jeans that hit the washer immediately upon entering the house). I proceeded with my shower and am now lying snuggled up on the couch in my jammies. (feeling a few aches and pains)
With all that said, I love being a stay at home mommy cow nurse! (But I hope it doesn't rain too much this week. I really am tired of the mud!)
The Thing I Have Been Wondering
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It has been a rough year. That is no lie. We have had one challenge after
another, and if this were a dark comedy one would recognize that it has
been fun...
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