Tonight was ROUGH.
One of my mommas is heavily pregnant and couldn't get the kid out. Dude hung out her back end for 5 minutes and she could not, for the life of her, get him out. I burst the sack and felt for a bite reflex... which I thankfully got. I grabbed onto him and when she pushed I lightly pulled.
Meatloaf was born at 9:30PM.
Momma was still struggling for 15 minutes and I see another sack appear. I give her some time and by now she is exhausted and lies down. I give her some more time but 15 minutes later and the sack is only playing peekaboo from her back end.
I get her back up and take a look... ****ing hooves, not a head. I try to get the hooves back in and pull the head forward but, instead, the head slips out with the hooves. At this point I don't really have a choice so I hold on to the baby and momma grunts and walks away.
Baby did not survive. Spoiler below not for the squeamish.
Momma is out there still looking huge but not actively pushing anything so I don't know if there is a third one in there she doesn't have the energy to push out or what the **** is happening with her.
I've basically worked 18 hour days the past 4 weeks and 16 hour days the 4 weeks before that.
I'm ****ing exhausted and spent.