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Our Experience First Stable

Common symptoms of impending birth:

For a horse, all of the following signs are certainly variable and only serve as a guide. Anyone who has dealt with horses will tell you that usually things go as planned. Perhaps the mares have not read all the information available!

Two to three weeks before delivery:

• Most mares show some enlargement of the udder and swelling to the side and belly.
• decreased activity.
• The relaxation of the abdominal muscles.
• Remove from the abdomen and extending into the lower flanks.

One to two weeks before delivery:

• The area of each side of the tail is soft and fluffy.
• Muscles and the lateral head to tail remarkably smooth and relax in preparation for childbirth.

Day one weeks before delivery:

• Mares whole milk bags in four to eight days before calving
• A clear, watery discharge, or sticky is present in the udder and is sometimes seen as a clear decrease in the nipple end of maybe four or five days before giving birth.
• A cloud color two days before delivery gives the appearance of wax on the nipple. This is commonly known as "wax."
• More births Colt are between the hours of 9:00 PM and 6:00 AM and our colt as you will learn later surrendered at about 22:51 on a moonlit night.

Delivering Our colt

What we have been told to expect and what really happened with Holli, was not the same. During its initial stage, our mare was often feel insecure and restless. She walked through the meadow and corral, was sleeping, get up, chew on their grain, surprisingly became distant and started to walk away from us.

We were told mild colic signs that were common to observe and may or may not be accompanied by whistling tail. Holli moves the tail to expose her vulva, sweating and / or small frequency amounts of urine. We had planned on cleaning the perineal area and wrapping his tail, but as we shall see later, Holli did exactly what he had been instructed search.

Earlier in the Holli routine physical examination and vaccination, it was noted that he began to be isolated from other horses while in the grass. Their isolation, we were told, could be another one of many signs of imminent delivery mare. When found, the vulva Holli had lengthened a bit, her stomach was beginning to fall slightly, and she began to show a marked decrease in their normal activities. He had not yet developed a relaxation head of the queue we were looking for this area to feel for the consistency of gelatin.

After some discussion with the owners of another horse, we decided to start watching your progress. With every morning and evening feeding either Sharon or I would check the udder Holli, only one slightly enlarged, no waxing of the teats, and when you press any evidence of transmission of milk. In retrospect, perhaps a more experienced horse-owner can have seen that some of its outward signs are not strong enough for a novice (like us) to see, but they were there and obvious.

June 22 was a warm, bright sun, clear blue sky day and was in mid-afternoon when I decided to leave the confines of my lounge chair and watch my child. I got of my comfort, grabbed my hat and gloves and then ventured out to the back deck. I stayed a while and wondered what he could do and what would happen if Holli actually needed my help? Do I step up to the plate and make a difference and save her foal? He had always been told, as with my dogs and cats, to let Nature takes over and you are meant to be, be.

I went down the back stairs, one by one, and started walking around the yard rear. As I approached the grass, I stopped and looked at his actions, asking myself, when I give birth. Sharon guess my emotions and to see a birth our first live foal was in our mind or, at least in our everyday thinking. As I approached the door, I paused a moment to see her walking slowly around capers, Nothing seemed unusual, she seemed to be just a horse playing in the grass.

When I walked in the door, Holli stopped, returned head toward me and stood there, alone, watching my every step. Suddenly, and are far from the other horses in the pasture, Holli head down to the ground, front left hoof stamped disturb the grass and the sand below. As casually approached, I spoke softly called his name "Holli, come here baby" after which they would normally turn and walk or sometimes run directly to me. This time, however, she only turned his head deliberately and began out walking along the fence line of the prairie. Holli kept his distance from me about twenty meters. It was an unusual reaction it and very unlike what would normally Holli, when she and I were together. Holli was a very loving horse and I always wanted a lot of physical attention. I decided at that time was going to do something different and what we have done with Jessi, so your trick to let us near her. I slowly rose and extended my hand as if I had treat a horse that had become accustomed to when we made this gesture of the hand. She did not approach me, but I kept walking towards her and after fifteen minutes could reach it and put my hand on his halter. I began to gently rub her hair, stroked her back, and then carefully moved his hand to the bottom of her belly. It stopped and not resist, but turned his head toward me keeping an eye on what he was doing. I worked my hand back to its udder; bent enough to look down and saw that there was no wax, filling his sack dripping milk or milk. From this review, I slowly moved my hand on her belly and tail to the head. At this point, I gently lifted his tail and looked no different from the dozens of times we had done this exercise. I kept my hand rubbing her head the queue for a while and talked to her left her still standing by the fence. What happened to notice is that even with my foot away, he still had his head turned watching my every move and probably waiting to see what was going to do next. I left the meadow through the same door he entered, he stopped and Holli turned to see what he was doing. She was still standing in the same place he had left and, of course, kept looking at me. I turned away from her and returned to the house of another cup of coffee. I went inside, I have my copy and returned to the comfort of the chair where I jot down notes that I had stored in my head on my visual and physical observations.

The afternoon of 22 June was a quiet warm night without the abundance of visible stars or the glow of moon in the night sky. At this particular time, a light coating of heavy clouds of heaven, which periodically be allowed to open a window to let the full moonlight to illuminate the grass which gives us a beautiful silhouette of our horses grazing peacefully. Sharon and I were sitting on the back deck with another coffee and watching the horses in the game, that is except for Holli, who was standing alone, keeping to herself. We both looked at each other and began discussing about pregnancy and was about to deliver? Tonight would be the night, was in our minds as well. Sharon told of the experience I had earlier that afternoon Holli. Sharon said that perhaps this is the beginning. The two exchanged glances, shrugged, nodded to each other and then turned to see our horses. I am sure that background in the background, the two were waiting, anxious, and looking forward to the birth of our first foal, the first for our mini-horse ranch.

It was already 10:30 pm and the two had sat long enough, watching and waiting for any sign that the time was near. I was the first standing, Sharon said I had thought better if we move into the pen Holli birth at night, feel more comfortable and at ease. Now I know we had anticipated that the two faces another night restless and sleepless. Sharon returned to the home to ensure that all essential elements are met for our birth kit colt became our local news of the night and time to find out about our prospects for the area would be always considered for the night. I had already left the cover backwards and headed towards the barn of a bale of coastal hay. I planned on using this to establish the post as bedding and use to fill the barn feeders.

Kits are available in the market which is equipped with the necessary time to give birth. What we did was talk to our vet to get the basic elements we would need for our birth experience. All elements of your birth team listed below can be put into a clean, safe and plastic stays in calving barn or home. The cube was found a pressure cap and handle giving birth to prepare a nice team and easy to carry.

Articles

Purpose

Flash & Batteries

Ponies tend to enter the world of the night, so a flashlight will provide the necessary light.

Plastic Bag

To put the placenta and submit the vet.

Chain

To tie the umbilical cord if it is broken.

Scissors

A short chain sac around the rack, or tie off the cord.

7% iodine

Shedding of iodine tip of the foal's umbilical cord. This will help prevent infection.

Mild soap and warm water

To wash the mare's vulva and udder before calving, if time permits.

Dry towels.

To remove the rack, the rack clean, or a mare.

Shoulder length gloves

To keep hands clean

Ace Wrap

To wrap tail mare before giving birth.

Notepad and pencils

To register the time How are you going to give birth.

Halter and lead rope

To move, tie or restrict mare, if necessary.

Clean bucket

To rinse hands, colt, mare.

See

To keep track of time.

Paper towels

To clean your horse, pony, and yourself.

Wireless or a mobile phone

A call to your veterinarian in case of a problem.

He had been only minutes since Sharon and I sat on the terrace of back and Holli strategy to corral. He goes to 22:40 and I had just placed several flakes of hay in feedlots and now fill the trough. I had not yet put the rest of the straw in the barn, this would be my next task, or as I thought it was too be. As I pulled the water hose from the tank, which just happened to turn and look into the meadow and caught an outline Holli moon, standing a few meters from the door. She was walking in a tight little circle, turning 360 degrees and again, then she stopped, foot on the sand, then a sufficient amount of free time, and dropped heavily to the ground, landing on its right side.

I immediately dropped the garden hose and ran to the door. I guess my emotional state and the anticipation must have kicked into high gear that I breathe much harder and could feel my blood pumping through my body. I'm sure many of my feelings were that it was time. I was almost paralyzed in the doorway with your left hand firmly grasping the lock, enthusiastically ready to go, but stopped in Instead, almost frozen, waiting to see if this was the beginning of a new adventure. There, just ten feet away, Holli he lay on the floor for another two or three minutes before she got up and won his composure.

Now he had reservations about whether to come or not, was a false alarm, I was too afraid What should I do next. Well, Holli took the decision for me. She stood, turned her head in my direction and looked at me. I felt inside she knew something was happening, but do not know why, and he looked as if to say, I am suffering, something is going to help me. It took several moments and she began to walk in another tight circle, fondled the sand, and again fell heavily to the ground. This time, I was so close that he realized his walk was more hesitant, seemed less sure of his foot, and the withdrawal of the ground was more powerful than before. I did not know I could do, my mind went blank what to do, what he told me to do, was to do everything right.

Once again, it seemed an eternity, but a minute, when he left it and realized it was time he had been waiting so patiently for our pony was on its way to our world. I remembered the vet and in my reading of many articles that it was a joint action of a mare just before she would give birth. I dropped the latch of my reach, went to the house and immediately Sharon rushed to let know the time it was close, very close. I burst out the back door, looked at the kitchen clock; 22:44 remember. Sharon was sitting on the sofa waiting for the 11:00 PM news and weather. I ran past asking where was the hub of delivery, "In the closet," he said. I said in an excited tone "Holli and down time." She got up, took my cube birth and we both shot out the back door. I'm not sure whether or not a of us played any of the steps from the back deck, but I know he was right on my heels as they crossed the backyard, in the direction of prairie.

As we approached the door, Holli was still in the same place and position he had left her just minutes earlier. When we the door and entered the field Holli began to rise. They both stopped dead in our tracks a few feet away and waited to see what was going to do next. As soon as us, let's just say that the birth time proved to be exciting, but at the same time, very stressful. They were both very anxious for our new pony to come into our world. Well, as before, Holli in circles, hands and fell to the ground as dead weight. Holli I walked slowly behind and continued talking quietly, do not disturb or alarm to her, bowed slightly slowly took her tail and lifted it over his rump. After the release of some fluid, her contractions became more powerful, and I realized the vulva opens and closes with each contraction.

She was dilated and Sharon and I watched as the contractions were in rhythmic waves. They came and went. Sharon looked at me and said: "Too late to move his now", which means it does not get in the pen I was giving birth preparing for delivery. Remember that this was our first foal and Sharon and I both were not sure what he would do if Holli who tried to get up and move it. Would causing complications? Could something be wrong with the colt? What if unable to deliver the foal? When do I remove the sac or Holli do that? Do we have everything need in the bucket? All and many questions were coming out both in our minds, and I know we did a lot of screaming and probably ran like kids in a morning Christmas in anticipation of a gift I wanted specifics.

I told Sharon to stay there and watch and I ran to the house to get my cell phone and a flashlight in case the need to call your veterinarian or other person for assistance and use the light if necessary to do so. Note that in such just my short absence, the contractions continued and rapidly became clear that this continued pressure was forcing the placenta of the foal through the cervix which finally broke. Sharon told me to return to approximately 2-4 liters of fluid spilled out of Holli. This meant that the water "break" the stage was over. Holli and I went to side Sharon was still so full of emotion of what had happened and witnessed it. I think I was looking back a bit jealous that Sharon had seen the beginning of a new addition to the ranch and got lost on a cell phone. I remembered reading that after waterfalls, a semi-clear, white sack containing the horse will appear, possibly with the colt's feet and nose first.

Holli was lying on its right side with your left leg straight out in front legs. At this point, I've spent and knelt behind Holli, I reached out and shook once again its tail away from her vulva and to the rump. As active labor contractions, then the sac was observed and the colt's feet are visible from the vulva. Then the sack and the colt would retract back into the Holli and this continued for several minutes. With several strong contractions the bag to further intensify exposure over the legs of the colt with the colt's nose tucked between the legs at the knee. Then suddenly, it seemed as if something was wrong, the colt was not delivered, the delivery had been arrested, the colt could not get more. I decided to get into the vulva to check that no obstruction or pivoting of the hind legs. What I found was that the colt was hung in his hip area. Slowly and gently stretched my fingertips on the back of the hips foal and during one of the contractions Holli applies slight pressure. The abdominal muscles and contractions worked together to deliver the foal in a couple of minutes. The process delivery began around 10:44 pm and was completed by 23:08.

I admit I was nervous that it had taken so long, but the colt was still inside the bag. I gently took the bag with the colt, who cradled her in my arms, then put it in my lap. I realized the bag was not broken, but I could see the mouth inside Colt opening and closing. I drew a complete blank on what to do next so Sharon asked, "Should I break the sack?" Then I remembered what our vet told us. When the foal is born to ensure that the colt's nose are clear so you can breathe. If necessary, it can dry the rack with a towel, but most likely Holli clear his foals. foal umbilical cord stump treated with iodine for the first few days to prevent infection. Recalling these facts and instead of waiting for your reply, I put my hands close to where I could see the horse's mouth, pinched my birth bag with my fingers and pulled my hands exposing Colt also mouth and nose. Once the bag is moved away from the horse's mouth and nose, leaned forward and was ready to word of mouth, if necessary. Then it happened The colt took his first breath. Just watching and listening to both our new foal taking its first, second breath, thirdly, it would be okay. I have to say that this was one of the most amazing experiences both of us have ever experienced and I am sure that both recall and treasure the moment. I still held the bag and slowly and gently slid off the horse's neck and the other is front legs.

Holli remained lying after the delivery of some five to ten minutes. This allowed him to rest after a big effort but most importantly, allows the transfer of placental blood to the foal before breaking the cord cord. To break the umbilical cord, Holli will keep the cable that extends until the foal is released. At that time, we must apply iodine in both the umbilical cord and the bottom of each is hooves.

I did a visual examination of the vulvar region of birth and post-Holli see that where there is no cutting or injuries caused by delivery.

We watched the pushing out of the placenta and membranes was accompanied by occasional cramps and these contractions lasted just a few minutes. We were told that some mares can continue this for a few hours, even after the membranes are on the ground, fortunately Holli and we did not have to experience this. The pushing out the placenta and the mucous membranes was the last stage of delivery. I gathered my loot and carefully began link membranes to the tail so the horse does not step on them when he started to stand. We were told that if the placental membranes are not expelled in two or three hours after calving, veterinary assistance is needed for removal and / or medication. This is very important and could affect the future breeding of the mare and fertility.

NOTE

: If you need veterinary care, the horse can walk which will delay the process of giving birth.

I conducted another test vaginal after the placenta and the membranes were completely out and hanging from the wires that I had queued Holli moments before. On close inspection, I was sure did not break and were no parts left inside. I untied the rope and picked up the membrane and placed everything in a five gallon bucket. This will lead to veterinarian for inspection the next day. The veterinarian will ensure that everything is intact and that nothing was left inside the mare.

In further reflection, I now realize that there are many similarities to horse, human birth. I had been trained to man giving birth through the fire department American Red Cross and military but used the same skills, but Holli is still a horse.

In retrospect, I have a theory that maybe a lot of nervousness in the pasture Jessi showed in the last couple of days and restlessness in the pen Holli is due to give birth Holli had always been kept on the grass. This would explain its birth in the broad field instead of being moved to the calving pen. As Jessi our mare, she may have felt the next event and wanted be close.

All this book has been devoted to horses and donkeys and our first birth experience. We had preconceived ideas about how everything was going to happen and what others had told us. Nothing went according to our plans and was ideal for the situation. Although the outcome of this event from our horse ranch growth of our personal experiences and not what we expected - the colt was healthy and a very sweet colt, later named Director Squanto.

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