{phfr} Spring on the Farm

On Tuesday morning, I woke up from a deep sleep in which I dreamt vividly about giving birth.  Thank the good Lord, it wasn’t a bad dream.  Basically, I sneezed and the kid popped out!  It was such a vivid dream, I was kind of excited when I woke up thinking “maybe it’s a sign!”  Believe it or not, it was a slightly prophetic dream!

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I decided since it was a beautiful early spring-ish day, that SK and I would take a trip to Drumlin Farm. Many of my friends have Mass Audubon memberships and they take their littles to Drumlin Farm frequently but we still had not checked it out. At mothers group last week, my friends were saying there were new lambs at the farm and soon there would be baby pigs! So that decided it; over the river and through the woods we went!

We saw some chickens…

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And we went into the big hen house where I was reminded that chickens produce a lot of creepy, gross dust! It brought back memories of our chickens on the mountain.  Remember, McFamily?

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And we found a pig, but no baby piggies yet.  I don’t know if this is Mama or Papa, but it was a big pig!  It made a lot of satisfying pig snorts for SK.

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Galoshes were very necessary!  There were epic Diana Barry and Anne Shirley faceplant puddles to navigate, as well as slush and snow. Ugh, I hate my galoshes.  Vain Ellen really wants a pair of fashionable and classic Hunter boots, but practical Ellen (yes, she DOES exist) thinks they’re $120 too much for a pair of rubber boots.  Vanity of vanities…

Enough of this vapid talk about boots, we found the lambies!
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And this little lambie was inside with his mommy because he was pretty new.  He would go from peacefully suckling one minute to jumping around his pen like a crazy lamb the next minute.  I was lucky to get this picture!

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But the coolest thing we saw was a mama sheep give birth to her little black lamb.  It was incredible!  When we got there, her water had just broken.  The vet (or farmer? helper? sheep midwife? I really wish I had her appropriate job title because she was good at it.) said it could take a few minutes to a half hour, and sometimes it takes a couple of hours tops.  “Wow! Lucky sheep!” I thought.  Well, this mama got the job done in 10 minutes!

[Good thing sheep don’t read blogs, because mama sheep might not like these pictures on the internet.]

Ina May Sheep Lady helping Mama.

Ina May Sheep Lady helping Mama.

Look! It's little feets are sticking out!

Look! Her little feets are sticking out!

Eventually, Mama Sheet followed her instincts and decided sitting was just not doing it for her.  So she walked towards the door and then out came lambie! Then Mama lambie nonchalantly walked away from her newborn.  Eh, she needed some space.

Eventually, Mama Sheep followed her instincts and decided sitting was just not doing it for her. So she walked towards the door and then out came lambie! Then Mama Sheep nonchalantly walked away from her newborn. Eh, she needed some space.

Ina May brought the gooey little lambie back to Mama so she could clean her off.

Ina May brought the gooey little lambie back to Mama so she could clean her off.

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Ina May Sheep Midwife told us that this was a big lamb and that’s why Mama Sheep was having problems.

Problems?  She grunted maybe 2 times! The whole thing took 10 minutes!

Mama Sheep, lemme tell you about problems with birthing big babies!

 

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12 thoughts on “{phfr} Spring on the Farm

  1. INA MAY. You're killing me. I was so hoping you'd post about this after I saw your picture. My grandparents raised sheep (I should ask my gma if she ever played sheep midwife, I assume she did) and I always loved lamb season. They had so many sheep over the years that one spring, the lamps that they kept (they sold to other farms, always wool farms, never butchers!) were named after the day of the week they were born. I most distinctly remember little Tuesday. She was a sweet little lamb!

    • Awww, little Tuesday! This little lamb's name would be Tuesday too! How fun it must have been to have grandparent farmers!

  2. Oh my goodness, so funny!! Ya I would say that's a pretty dream labor and delivery- except for all the hay and strangers taking pictures.

    And I SO agree with you on the hunter boots- I just can't do it!! Why are they so expensive?!

    • Ha, yes, the hay and strangers and cameras were not ideal! And I'm glad I'm not the only one without Hunter boots, thanks for the solidarity, sister. 😉

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  4. awwww, i love the little lambies!! so cute 🙂 and really cool to see a documentation of a birth, thanks for that! i've pet a newborn lamb, but haven't ever gotten to see one born. and lol'ed at your comment about sheep reading blogs 🙂

  5. Never thought I'd be jealous of a sheep! 🙂

    I loved my hot pink $10 Target wellies 'till they ripped after a few months. 🙁 I still don't think I'll be shelling out the $$ for Hunters any time soon.

    • My boots are from Target too, and I've had them for 4 years now. Just another reason why I can't bring myself to replace them with expensive, trendy Hunters. I'm sure Hunters are very high quality boots, you know? But are they worth $135?

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