Both of my first fresheners went a bit early...Blackberry on Thursday, and Rosie on Saturday. Both had trouble. Blackberry's second had her big ole head...not too bad. Both of Rosie's had a leg back. With help from limhyl, we got them both delivered safely.
All four are boys! Blackberry's boys are huge, especially the second. They certainly aren't breeding stock, but they're all good-looking well marked beasties. Although they are named Barbeque 1, 2, 3, and 4, I think I'll post them up for pack wether potential first. They are Nubian/Boar crosses, so should be good strong fellows. Thoughts on that? I figured I'd give it a shot. If not, we'll eat them, and turn those pretty pelts into something.
I did think I was going to have to bottle feed Blackberry's twins. She wouldn't allow them to nurse for the first couple days. I leashed her and held her for them several times a day. She quit fighting and kicking after the first day. The second day, she'd stand once the leash was on. She then watched Rosie deliver and be a proper mom, and it was like the light bulb went on! She is fine with them now. And all parties are out of pens and back on pasture now.
So, the girls are learning what that milking stand was
really for. Rosie jumps right up for her feed as usual, then fights and kicks the whole time.

It's not too bad, though, if I hold her leg in the air and milk one-handed. Both her kids were nursing out of the same side, and it took me a day to realize, so she was a bit tender on the engorged side. I did catch it before any damage was done to the udder, thankfully. And it's looking even again after milking this morning.
Blackberry now hates to get up on the stand. She didn't much care for it before, now she really doesn't want to! It's really just practice for her, as her kids are taking everything she's got. She's jsut never liked being touched much, and this handling of the udder she finds quite dreadful! Once she's up, though, she stops kicking if I just grab her leg, and she relaxes.
Two very different girls!
Thanks for listening to me babble!
Meg