That deeply held insecurity that you get the few weeks before your calf crop starts.
Keeps you up at night worry that all the good ones will be heifers this year.
Causes nightmares similar to the “show up to the final for a class you forgot you were in” dream but in this case you used the wrong straws of semen on your good ones, none of the synchronized cows stuck, or everything is open.
You put on a brave face but deep down inside you’re a wreck worrying if you’re going to have that good one this year.