To try and prepare today I'll trim the hair (pardon me - wool) around where the teats are so the babies can get their dinner. I'll also head into to town to pick up some selenium and small syringes (in case of weak babies) and some cord (to "help" the mother if needed). Seriously though, people are mistaken if they think my arm/hand is going anywhere near their hoohahs during that time. I am a farm veteran and have had the pleasure (or trauma) of helping my dad pull a calf. Let's just say getting splattered with the stuff that comes out did not do my gag reflex any favors.
Of course I'm also ridiculously responsible and would feel guilty if anything happened to any of my animals - even the dread sheep. Bring on the babies - ready or not, here they come.