As reported three day ago, I went into lock down with 16 of the original 24 eggs set. Yesterday was day twenty one. At 8am there was nothing. When I checked again at 8:20, I had my first pip
and proceeded to stay there, my nose pressed to the bator window. Of course, I text everyone I know, sharing the news and most were just as excited as me. By 10:30 she (wishful thinking) had cleared the once perfect egg and was a breathing glob of goo, laying next to the shattered shell. Throughout the day she gained in momentum, but not before several near panic situations. Many times as she napped, her breathing wasnt obvious and I envisioned mouth to chick CPR. The day and the evening past quickly as the usual, family/ goat/ simple life(?) drama unfolded. No more progress and its 11:50pm as I turn in for the night.
As I write, it is now 3:50 am/day 22. I was awoke by an impatient bladder and as I try to ignore it, I also realize I can hear chirping from the other room. I spring to my feet (okay, more of a crawl really) and go down the hall to check on my baby
My first born chickie is marching around in the bator, hopping over and around the remaining 15 eggs and doing her best little Army Drill Sergeant imitation. She is loudly chirping for her sisters to free themselves, but her commands go unanswered, saddening us both. I decide to update my new found BYC family prior to going back to bed. As all first time hatchers, I had hoped for a much higher percentage of success. Still, the birth of even one chick is an awesome event. I will leave the remaining eggs in the bator for an additional 48 hours. Perhaps partially out of self fulfilling greed, I also hope for her sake, at least one more will hatch. Then my baby wont have to go it alone in the brooder
She still needs a name, but theres always tomorrow. Good night BYC family. Will update as things progress.
As I write, it is now 3:50 am/day 22. I was awoke by an impatient bladder and as I try to ignore it, I also realize I can hear chirping from the other room. I spring to my feet (okay, more of a crawl really) and go down the hall to check on my baby
Can't wait to see pics.
