Don't we just love our sweet husbands. I told my dearest FIRST thing this morning while he was still sleepy. I said I have good news for you honey (now keep in mind during this story he wants another baby really bad, we just haven't had luck.....I think we're a wee bit too old) so he says you're fertile? I'm like, yeah, I am. I have eggs......and if I'm really lucky they are going to hatch little chicks. I think he was way too tired to care what I had been up to!!!! So right before we walk into church this morning, I was like, yeah, I have about three dozen eggs coming this week. He just kind of looked at me. I was like well, I bought two dozen last night. It was just too perfect to pass up. You can't kill another human being right in the church parking lot......that would be SOOOOO wrong!!!!!! He's so sweet. He's on the phone to TSC asking about incubators right now.
I keep weighing the eggs in the bator and the banty eggs look good. The Rhode Island Red eggs seem to be a little behind in losing weight so maybe it's not a good idea to do both kinds at once? I'm not sure. It is a little difficult because the first batch I weighed in ounces and it only weighed to the nearest .05 and then I realized I should have weighed in grams to get an exact measure. I have changed that now.
I am off to search on here about LG incubators.
Happy Sunday, everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!![]()
Oh, and my husband has NO time to build houses for the chickens. He has so many urgent projects before that. Don't worry, we have a garage, LOL. I am definitely totally winging this.
YEP, I'm totally relating to you (and your DH), WWC! Except in my DH and my case it was me that wanted another baby...he just likes trying. Of course, I know I'm too old now (born 1969-you do the math) so we've even done foster care. After 5 months of trying to make another child "fit" into our family (which she wasn't) the social workers saved my insanity and placed the child in another home.

ANYWAY, I say all that to say that having chickens this last year has been my therapy in so many ways. When I get them as chicks or eggs, I get to care for them and my nurturing, "mothering" instinct kicks in. The chickens have provided hours of relaxation, entertainment and joy. And, everyone in my family gets involved whether it's cleaning the coop, putting them out in the tractor or eating their eggs-hehe! I'm really grateful that I have a husband that puts up with my chicken addiction, mainly because he knows they make me happy!