Overwhelmed !!!

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Confession:
As much as I wanted chickens and planned for chickens, once I actually got chickens I would occasionally have a moment of panic and wonder if I'd made a terrible mistake. At times it is overwhelming. At times it is scary. At times you fear you are messing up. Over time it gets easier. I am now almost exactly a year in. I did not give up. I would not want to go back to the early days and the getting up to check on the tiny little ones outside at 3:00am in a blizzard and the antibiotics every 2 hours around the clock to save a sick chick, but it gets easier. They grow. They get established. You get the routine down. Now I can go out of town for a week and not worry about my flock. Yes I still have chickens on the brain while at work, but I know my girls are safe at home. I know their food will last the day. I know the water shouldn't freeze. I know they are relatively secure in their run and have learned to huddle in their coop when the wind starts howling. I know when I get home I can just sit and watch the chickens and ducks and be calm and my blood pressure will go down and I will be smiling. I know most days I come home to at least a few eggs. Over time they will transform from anxiety inducing little balls of fluff to pecking scratching egg laying smile producers. Good luck and enjoy your journey, and every time you feel a little crazy, visit BYC and know you are not alone.
 
PirateGirl said:
Confession:
As much as I wanted chickens and planned for chickens, once I actually got chickens I would occasionally have a moment of panic and wonder if I'd made a terrible mistake. At times it is overwhelming. At times it is scary. At times you fear you are messing up. Over time it gets easier. I am now almost exactly a year in. I did not give up. I would not want to go back to the early days and the getting up to check on the tiny little ones outside at 3:00am in a blizzard and the antibiotics every 2 hours around the clock to save a sick chick, but it gets easier. They grow. They get established. You get the routine down. Now I can go out of town for a week and not worry about my flock. Yes I still have chickens on the brain while at work, but I know my girls are safe at home. I know their food will last the day. I know the water shouldn't freeze. I know they are relatively secure in their run and have learned to huddle in their coop when the wind starts howling. I know when I get home I can just sit and watch the chickens and ducks and be calm and my blood pressure will go down and I will be smiling. I know most days I come home to at least a few eggs. Over time they will transform from anxiety inducing little balls of fluff to pecking scratching egg laying smile producers. Good luck and enjoy your journey, and every time you feel a little crazy, visit BYC and know you are not alone.
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PirateGirl said:
Confession:
As much as I wanted chickens and planned for chickens, once I actually got chickens I would occasionally have a moment of panic and wonder if I'd made a terrible mistake. At times it is overwhelming. At times it is scary. At times you fear you are messing up. Over time it gets easier. I am now almost exactly a year in. I did not give up. I would not want to go back to the early days and the getting up to check on the tiny little ones outside at 3:00am in a blizzard and the antibiotics every 2 hours around the clock to save a sick chick, but it gets easier. They grow. They get established. You get the routine down. Now I can go out of town for a week and not worry about my flock. Yes I still have chickens on the brain while at work, but I know my girls are safe at home. I know their food will last the day. I know the water shouldn't freeze. I know they are relatively secure in their run and have learned to huddle in their coop when the wind starts howling. I know when I get home I can just sit and watch the chickens and ducks and be calm and my blood pressure will go down and I will be smiling. I know most days I come home to at least a few eggs. Over time they will transform from anxiety inducing little balls of fluff to pecking scratching egg laying smile producers. Good luck and enjoy your journey, and every time you feel a little crazy, visit BYC and know you are not alone.
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True confessions #2:
I also had times of being overwhelmed. Nothing like what @PirateGirl went through but vetwrapping to straighten one chick's toes & wondering if I was doing it right or damaging her even more. Worried that every little thing was a fatal disease - coccidiosis, mereks, infectious bronchitis. :fl

And then the constant changing of spilled water, poopy feed, soiled bedding. :sick

But a year later, they are all healthy & happy (well, except one whiny girl :duc).

I'm definitely gonna do it all again with new chicks because they are funny & sweet & such a joy in my life! (Even if they're spoiled rotten & dig up my thyme bushes!) :love
 
peckpeckpeck said:
True confessions #2:
I also had times of being overwhelmed. Nothing like what @PirateGirl went through but vetwrapping to straighten one chick's toes & wondering if I was doing it right or damaging her even more. Worried that every little thing was a fatal disease - coccidiosis, mereks, infectious bronchitis. :fl

And then the constant changing of spilled water, poopy feed, soiled bedding. :sick

But a year later, they are all healthy & happy (well, except one whiny girl :duc).

I'm definitely gonna do it all again with new chicks because they are funny & sweet & such a joy in my life! (Even if they're spoiled rotten & dig up my thyme bushes!) :love
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