Pregnant mama cat finally popped!

Here she is looking infinitely uncomfortable. I've had her for almost three weeks, after animal services called and asked me to foster her. Last night, I heard her meowing a lot in her room, which is really unlike her, so I checked on her. There was fluid in small patches all over the floor and she was moving constantly and meowing. I knew shit was about to go down so I grabbed scissors (in case she didn't instinctually cut the cords), gloves, and clothes I didn't mind getting dirty. Then I hunkered down, comforting her as best I could. I put this picture on imgur a couple days ago and asked people how many kittens they thought she would have, and most people said either four or six. (And most litters are between four and six, so those were good guesses.) Let's see who was correct!

She climbed into my lap and started having contractions which rocked her whole body. It was like she was trying to do crunches. She climbed out of my lap and one second it was just me and her in the room and the next second there was this little orange thing meowing incessantly. She ripped the sac and cleaned him off then chewed the cord and ate everything (my scissors were wholly unnecessary, she was a pro). Then she repeated that process EIGHT TIMES!

The second one came about ten minutes after the first. That set the pace, and it took a little under 90 minutes to give birth to all eight. Sadly, one of them was stillborn. He never took a breath. That was hard to see and I couldn't bring myself to take a picture of him (he was a solid orange male). She instinctually ripped the sac but then stopped, sniffed him for a minute, chewed the cord to break it, and walked away, and never once went back to him. I put him in a little box and buried him in the backyard this morning.

Mama's name is Blossom so I decided to name her kittens after flowers. She had three males (counting the stillborn) and five females. Two orange, two tortie, and four black. Without further ado, let me introduce you to the newest additions to my ever-expanding foster family!

Female

Female

Female

Female

Male

Female

Male

I put collars on the four black ones so I can tell them apart (that's important because I'll weigh them everyday to make sure they're thriving). Mama is doing just fine and is happily nursing. She'll take care of all their needs until they're about four weeks old, when I can introduce them to food and litter boxes. My job as a foster is to keep them healthy and safe until they are eight weeks old and two pounds, then to get them fixed, and take them back to the shelter to get adopted. (I check on them everyday until they're adopted, which usually happens within a week.) I'll post updates as they grow!  

FP Edit: glad y'all love newborn kittens! PLEASE consider fostering in your area! Just call your local humane society or animal control and they'll tell you how to do it. If you have any questions, I've been fostering for a while and would be happy to answer any questions!