I went out at 5am after tsu left for work and checked on the girls. Sage looks ready to burst so I've been checking them when he leaves for work, at breakfast, lunch, dinner and usually before bed. Well at 5am no one looked like anything but sleepy and bored. Their ligaments in their hind quarters weren't soft, no discharge, no standing posty legged in back.
Well, then at 6:30 or 7am after Tiff got on the bus I just decided to check them one more time and there stood Rosemary with a bloody bum.
My first reaction was "crap. She aborted." She just started getting an udder and wasn't big at all so I expected her to be the last of the three to have her babies. I go in, see the mess in the bedding and no sign of a fetus and then I hear this tiny little "bleeeee". So I got Parsley out into the outdoor pen, got Sage and Thyme into his pen and lowered the heat lamp down, ran into the house to grab my baby goat birth kit with towels and iodine and what have you and trucked back out there. I flipped the baby over to check his umbilical and discovered he is most assuredly a he.
So, without further adieu...
Baby goat number 1: