Look who's back...
Friday afternoon I rode Gabe home from his temporary exile. I had thought that Emma would have had her baby by now and she wouldn't have to worry about him, but y'all know how that has worked out. Tessa at least was glad to see him...
Ever since Memorial day when I thought Emma was going into labor and then she quit, the baby has been very quiet. After two weeks of no movement, I finally saw the baby kicking yesterday morning and again this afternoon. I was very relieved to see it, I've been rather worried about Baby. Of course, I have, once again, been trying to figure out when this baby is due. I have gone back to the few hard facts that I have: On Dec. 3 I had a blood test for estrogen sulfate drawn on Emma to tell me whether or not she was pregnant. The mare or jenny tested has to be AT LEAST 4 months pregnant for this test to work. What this means is that, unless I have messed up the math completley, Emma has to be at least 11 1/2 months pregnant.
Emma's blood test came back off-the-charts high. When I spoke with the neonatal vet at Cornell about this test and the vet who drew the blood, they both told me that the high level probably indicated that Emma was at least 5-6 months pregnant when we drew the blood and very possibly farther along than that. That would make her at least 12-13 months pregnant right now. Donkey gestation is 11-14 months.
What all of this means is that....I have absolutely no idea when the baby is due. Which brings us (in a rather long winded way) to the baby guessing pool. Emma has fooled everyone. The latest date submitted was June 11th, a date that, when I first read it, I scoffed at just a bit (sorry). I thought "no way can Emma make it all the way till June 11." Foolish, foolish me.
So, this leaves a bit of a quandary. Do I start over from scratch and let all of you submit a new guess or do I take all the names on my first list and let Emma draw one out of a hat? I am putting it up for a vote. What would you, dear readers, like me to do?
Note: if no consensus is reached I reserve the right to arbitrarily flip a coin and decide. Democracy can only go so far on a farm after all.