Estelle and her brand new baby boy, a little before 5:00 yesterday afternoon.
Within minutes of being born, Estelle's strapping son was up and helping himself to the milk bar, just like Nature intended. Mother and son are now cozied up together at the Bonding Suite Inn and are doing just fine.
We're on the 'H' names this year (we started with 'A' names back in 2004—it only took me 9 years to come up with this oh so helpful and brilliant idea), so we've been calling him Hugo, which is short for Humongo. This guy is big.
Current lamb count: 9. Number of girls: 4. Boys: 5. Days into lambing season: 3. Temperature today: a very weird 86 degrees (high of 50 predicted for tomorrow). Wind speed all day long: felt like about 86mph. Number of pregnant ewes left: 16. Hours of sleep I got last night: 5 (a definite improvement!). Loads of laundry hung up on the line that dried in a flash: a very rewarding 2 (it's the little things).
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