Monday, March 31, 2008

Look at that cute, kissable nose...

So last night, after I discovered the white milk, I had a bit of a panic-stricken moment. What have I gotten myself into? I'm not ready for a baby, I have no need for a baby, what if things go wrong, what if I don't have enough time to train all these horses, what if this and what if that? Etc, etc. Wow, it really felt like a nightmare, this feeling that I'm in over my head. I think I remember feeling that way with my own kids. At least with Katia. I had the freakiest nightmares when I brought her home, all about inadequacy in parenting, or horrible accidents leaving her or my niece (who was 9 months old) dead. These feelings must be perfectly natural. But not much fun...

She spent a pretty quiet night, and was happy to be let out and fed this morning. Her teats were kind of shiny, coated a bit with milk, but the drips you could see hanging there were hard, not wet, so I couldn't check to see if the milk is sticky or what... I figure if it dries shiny it must have some sugar to it. But that's about all I could see that was different about her.

Oh, I did try the hill trick yesterday after it looked like the baby had slipped back down out of position again. Stood her on a hill (luckily it had grass to keep her occupied) with her butt in the air to give the baby room to get situated and moved back into place. There was a definite change in her shape after I did that.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

She must be getting close. When you can see what looks and feels like wax between your fingers it is close. That is what we call "waxing". It usually appears on the teats within a day or so of foaling. Doris

Andrea said...

No such wax... Just the hard stuff and some wet stuff. I just checked a bit ago, and it is sticky.