Babies on the Farm!

With the arrival of spring (though it seems to be a little late this year) comes the arrival of baby animals.  For most farm kids, myself included, this is an exciting time.  Although it was my goats that were having the babies, I was always proud when I finally had kids.  I had waited so long, and in some cases, prayed so hard for my babies to be hearty and healthy.  I have witnessed the miracle of life many times.  Sometimes that life is snuffed out after only a few minutes, and sometimes, a life doesn’t even get a chance to begin.  When there is a life, though, I get shivers when I see that baby take its first breath and wobble to its feet that first time.  Many long nights have been spent out in the cold barn, flashlight in hand, trying to stay awake, waiting for a doe to finally decide to have her babies.  Many hours have been spent trying to teach a hard-headed baby to take a bottle, and helping to dry off brand new kids when the momma couldn’t do everything herself.  Sometimes I think that this is the most rewarding part of being an agriculturalist – preserving a life for the next generation to learn from and care for.  If this is my duty, I know that I have done it well, and I will continue to do my duty in the future.

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April, the first and biggest baby.

 

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This is the second baby, a nanny, who we haven’t named yet.

 

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This is May, April’s little sister. Her momma wouldn’t take her, so we are raising her on a bottle. She was still pretty weak in this picture, but she is strong and healthy today.

 

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Meet Bess and Betty, who were the last babies born. They are twin nannies, and are Boer-Nubian cross. We had them on supplemental bottles for a couple of weeks, but they are totally with their momma now.