04/22/2026
We’ve been keeping a little secret 🤍🐐
Last week, in the middle of everything unfolding here at Red River Acres, we welcomed another set of twin bucklings.
Cailli Jane had her boys… Moe and Kevin.
But it didn’t start out easy.
For nearly 24 hours, Jane was in early labor… free-ranging the farm, following our every move, and loudly letting us know how she felt about it all day. If you’ve ever heard a goat complain, you know the exact tone.
She wasn’t nesting.
She wasn’t settling.
She was just… with us.
And then finally, she laid down.
That’s when things shifted.
We moved into active labor, and for almost an hour, she pushed. Starting, stopping, trying again. You could feel she was getting tired. Progress slowed. And something didn’t feel right.
And in that moment… everything got very quiet.
I’m not an expert.
But I’ve spent a lot of time trying to learn.
Hours of videos. Late nights. Googling things I didn’t even know how to spell. And a lot of what I’ve learned has come from my friend Crystal over at Blue Cactus Dairy Goats.
Well, she doesn’t actually know me.
We’ve never met.
But in my head… she’s walked me through a lot and somehow became a close friend in my goat farming journey 😅
And in that moment, everything I had watched and learned started running through my head.
So I stepped in.
When I checked, I realized what was wrong.
Moe was trying to come out backwards.
Breech.
And I remember thinking, okay… this is it. You have to help her.
I gently pushed him back in just enough to create space. Carefully, slowly, I searched for a leg, found it, and hooked my finger around it, working to bring one tiny hoof forward so Jane could actually push.
And then… everything changed.
She gave one real push.
And within minutes… he was out.
Moe. Chunky little Moe.
And just like that, Kevin followed right behind him.
Two healthy boys.
It felt like the whole world rushed back in all at once.
Relief. Adrenaline. Gratitude.
And then the night kept going.
I went straight from delivering a breech baby goat… into trying to save a sick chicken and a baby chick. I did everything I could.
But not everything makes it.
And that part of this life… it hits differently.
I did everything I could… and the photo below shows what “superwoman” actually looked like at the end of it.
By the time I finally laid down that night, I didn’t feel tired.
I felt like something inside me had shifted.
Because in just a few hours, I had:
helped bring life into the world
stepped in when it mattered most
fought for life in another place
and felt the weight of losing it too
And somehow… just a few weeks ago, none of this existed.
And now it does.
This land.
These animals.
This life we’re building.
It’s not always easy.
It’s not always pretty.
But it’s real.
And as I laid there that night, I remember thinking…
I have never felt more like myself.
Meet Moe and Kevin, the newest Bucklings, already being loved on by so many children.
🤍🌿
