Even though she's been doing this for a week, she seemed more serious about it today.
Sister-in-law Rena joined me for the excitement about the time the feet showed up, and she got to see me sit down in a pool of cow amniotic fluids so I could grab the baby's feet and give a little pull to help Bonnie, each time she started pushing. I handed Rena the camera, since I had fluids all over my hands, and she took the first pictures.
"Who turned on the lights?"
Several have asked if there will be a naming contest like last year. Since he's a boy, I think probably the answer is yes; but I will ask that the names have nothing to do with what the baby will become after he's butchered. Not that I'm squeamish; I'd just rather have another kind of name. I'm not sure my freezer will be ready for him in a year, so we may end up selling him at weaning.