The story.....
Poor little Peach! No wonder she was so quiet and exhausted. I thought I saw slight contractions around....up.....8-ish? And a real one around 8:30. By 9 I ran up to the house and posted an urgent question on byh, asking anyone with experience to call me, and posted my phone number (eek! Gotta go take that down!) I asked that someone who'd had their hand inside several goats to please call me, as I felt I needed to go in.
I went back to the barn and watched a few totally fruitless contractions and lots of groaning and whimpering from Peach. Or was it me.....

So I washed up, lubed up, and held Peach around her chest with one hand while I went in with the other.
I didn't like what I felt. I couldn't figure out what I was feeling. It felt like a curved spine and I couldn't find head or legs. I started to think it was deformed, that a grotesque monster kid was going to be delivered by a vet if I could find one. I felt sick. Why to I torture myself with the worst case scenario??? Sheesh!
I got a call from Kate (Helmstead on byh), who was on her way home from a school event when her husband saw my urgent post and phone number, so he told her and she called.....thank goodness! She talked me through what I was feeling and guided me into finding the hind feet and bringing the first one out breech. Once I got both of those legs pointed in the right direction, Peach squirted the doeling right out.
I went back in and got the second one, a buckling, figured out with more guidance from Kate. I described what I could identify and what I couldn't, and she talked me through exploring for this part and that part, knowing the likely position of the kid from my description. I got the kid out, and had to stimulate contractions by rubbing back and forth up high just inside Peach, and helped pull the second kid out.
Then Kate reminded me to check again, and to my shock, there was a third kid. Remember, Peach is a first freshener! The third kid, a large buckling, needed turning, too. He was delivered upside down, in spite of my efforts to turn him, Peach couldn't wait. So I helped with some firm pressure, and she did some yelling, poor thing. Kate said it was the most difficult and painful position.
I went in one more time and was quite relieved to find her empty! We used up a couple rolls of paper towels and a bucket full of clean rags and towels to get all those kids dry. Filled a muck bucket with bedding, too! I can't believe how much stuff....and kids....she had in her. Poor, poor Peach! She'll be getting the princess treatment for a while.
I milked Peach (she was a peach, too!) several times until everyone had at least 4 oz of first colostrum, and each kid attempted nursing with some success. They are now separated. I had to put the twins in with the triplets (good thing they are smallish and quiet!) so Peach could have the other stall. She is there to pass the placenta. I just boiled some water to flush her and it is cooling, and she will go on antibiotics first thing tomorrow morning, as soon as the vet's office opens. I did a LOT of messing around in her, far more than with Mya. Mya was EASY compared to this.
I will be making myself a nice glass of sangria once I get Peach flushed and milked one more time and all the kids fed one more time before I can go to bed. WHEW!!!!
Life sure gets exciting!