lilwildrabbit
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Mine is sceduled for lockdown on the 15th but since mine piped 2 days early I'm going into lockdown early I'll be in lockdown tomorrow better safe than sorry
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Mine is sceduled for lockdown on the 15th but since mine piped 2 days early I'm going into lockdown early I'll be in lockdown tomorrow better safe than sorry
Ahh wow pipping early would give me a heart attack lol
Hi all!i have 12 eggs all mixed breeds that have gone into lockdown today!!! Im so nervous and excited. Its my first time and ontop of it all hubby built his own incubator so it really is nerve racking! E.D.D 15th march. Fingers crossed
Every time I go through the incubation and hatching process, I am humbled by some dumb mistake I have made.At first, I always think, "I'm not going to share this on BYC, they'll know what an idiot I really am!" And then I remember that it's all one gigantic learning process and if we don't share our failures, as well as our successes, not a lot of learning can take place.
Yesterday morning, I left 2 zipping eggs and 2 pipped eggs to go on a much needed run. I left instructions about how long the zipped ones should take (I give them about an hour, and watch closely for ones that might be stuck - a lesson learned from a different incubation). When I returned, one of the zipped eggs had hatched, the other didn't look too good even though humidity was good. So, I got a warm, wet paper towel, plugged in the heat lamp, and began chipping - successfully releasing it from its sticky shell. I put it back in, and somehow, in my mind, I was convinced there was one more who was stuck (I'm going to blame O2 deprivation from a long, hard run). I whisked it out and chipped some of its shell - blood vessels!! Oh no! This chick wasn't stuck! It was still absorbing the blood from inside its membrane. I put some neosporin on it and quickly returned it to the incubator, praying I hadn't made it bleed too much. Well, even little chicks are chickens. As soon as those exposed blood vessels went into the incubator, the wobbly, drying off chicks were drawn to them and began pecking at them. Seriously!?!? I whisked it out again, and wrapped it in a warm wet paper towel, returning it to the incubator so its little beak would still be able to breathe, but facing a corner, instead of the crowd. And there it sat... all day. I kept checking for signs of life (hard to see in the corner of the incubator, surrounded by paper towel ). Its beak was still moving, but it was still just sitting there, when I finally decided to go to bed.
This morning I dreaded what I would find, so I cautiously looked in the incubator. The paper towel was crumpled in the middle of the incubator! And there, with obvious traces of neosporin on her head, was the little chick!! Despite my stupidity, she had made it. Every hatch humbles me, and I am so thankful this one had a happy ending!
Hi all!i have 12 eggs all mixed breeds that have gone into lockdown today!!! Im so nervous and excited. Its my first time and ontop of it all hubby built his own incubator so it really is nerve racking! E.D.D 15th march. Fingers crossed
Every time I go through the incubation and hatching process, I am humbled by some dumb mistake I have made.At first, I always think, "I'm not going to share this on BYC, they'll know what an idiot I really am!" And then I remember that it's all one gigantic learning process and if we don't share our failures, as well as our successes, not a lot of learning can take place.
Yesterday morning, I left 2 zipping eggs and 2 pipped eggs to go on a much needed run. I left instructions about how long the zipped ones should take (I give them about an hour, and watch closely for ones that might be stuck - a lesson learned from a different incubation). When I returned, one of the zipped eggs had hatched, the other didn't look too good even though humidity was good. So, I got a warm, wet paper towel, plugged in the heat lamp, and began chipping - successfully releasing it from its sticky shell. I put it back in, and somehow, in my mind, I was convinced there was one more who was stuck (I'm going to blame O2 deprivation from a long, hard run). I whisked it out and chipped some of its shell - blood vessels!! Oh no! This chick wasn't stuck! It was still absorbing the blood from inside its membrane. I put some neosporin on it and quickly returned it to the incubator, praying I hadn't made it bleed too much. Well, even little chicks are chickens. As soon as those exposed blood vessels went into the incubator, the wobbly, drying off chicks were drawn to them and began pecking at them. Seriously!?!? I whisked it out again, and wrapped it in a warm wet paper towel, returning it to the incubator so its little beak would still be able to breathe, but facing a corner, instead of the crowd. And there it sat... all day. I kept checking for signs of life (hard to see in the corner of the incubator, surrounded by paper towel ). Its beak was still moving, but it was still just sitting there, when I finally decided to go to bed.
This morning I dreaded what I would find, so I cautiously looked in the incubator. The paper towel was crumpled in the middle of the incubator! And there, with obvious traces of neosporin on her head, was the little chick!! Despite my stupidity, she had made it. Every hatch humbles me, and I am so thankful this one had a happy ending!
Omg today is the beginning of day 21. I have been checking every night when I get up for signs but nothing yet. The wait is sooooooooooo getting to me. The humidity is only at 59% but there is condensation inside the window, so I would think it's actually a little higher then that right? Man oh man this is nerve wracking!
Thank you for sharing. We all learn so much from our own experiences and from each other. Yay, the chick made it! Quick thinking and good work on your part, saving it from the other chicks. and keeping it warm.Every time I go through the incubation and hatching process, I am humbled by some dumb mistake I have made.At first, I always think, "I'm not going to share this on BYC, they'll know what an idiot I really am!" And then I remember that it's all one gigantic learning process and if we don't share our failures, as well as our successes, not a lot of learning can take place.![]()
Yesterday morning, I left 2 zipping eggs and 2 pipped eggs to go on a much needed run. I left instructions about how long the zipped ones should take (I give them about an hour, and watch closely for ones that might be stuck - a lesson learned from a different incubation). When I returned, one of the zipped eggs had hatched, the other didn't look too good even though humidity was good. So, I got a warm, wet paper towel, plugged in the heat lamp, and began chipping - successfully releasing it from its sticky shell. I put it back in, and somehow, in my mind, I was convinced there was one more who was stuck (I'm going to blame O2 deprivation from a long, hard run). I whisked it out and chipped some of its shell - blood vessels!! Oh no! This chick wasn't stuck! It was still absorbing the blood from inside its membrane. I put some neosporin on it and quickly returned it to the incubator, praying I hadn't made it bleed too much. Well, even little chicks are chickens. As soon as those exposed blood vessels went into the incubator, the wobbly, drying off chicks were drawn to them and began pecking at them. Seriously!?!? I whisked it out again, and wrapped it in a warm wet paper towel, returning it to the incubator so its little beak would still be able to breathe, but facing a corner, instead of the crowd. And there it sat... all day. I kept checking for signs of life (hard to see in the corner of the incubator, surrounded by paper towel ). Its beak was still moving, but it was still just sitting there, when I finally decided to go to bed.
This morning I dreaded what I would find, so I cautiously looked in the incubator. The paper towel was crumpled in the middle of the incubator! And there, with obvious traces of neosporin on her head, was the little chick!! Despite my stupidity, she had made it. Every hatch humbles me, and I am so thankful this one had a happy ending!