I am so blessed. Went to check on Lacey yesterday morning, and the little grey baby girl was just trying to stand. Perfect labor and birth, no problems whatsoever. I am so thankful, as lost a lovely mom and baby in June because of breech. Haven't named her yet, and my computer won't recognize my Kodak now for some reason, so can't post pics, but she looks just like her dad, Radar. The other two, a little boy and girl, both black (my hearts desire!!!) are in Missouri and coming home in two weeks. . .going to have a pasture full!!! 11 altogether!!! Update: I don't think the little baby is going to make it, and she turned out to be a BOY!! Didn't look in the right spot I guess Sunday, I was so excited. His mom would turn away from him and not let him nurse, which we didn't realize until late early Tuesday morning, as he nursed a LOT when we were out there the first two days, but then I guess it was sore and she didn't want him to touch. So we have been supplementing, and milked the mom and fed him that too, but he was weak and lethargic this morning. . .makes me so sad. I simply have the worst luck with babies. Adults are great, but babies just do not seem to be my thing. He isn't in any pain or suffering, just quiet and weak. . .DH and I took turns last night every 2 hours going out with bottles, but it just isn't working. DH just called me, he is gone.