So, an update on my chicks:
Princess and her four chicks are doing well and enjoying the slightly warmer weather (above freezing at least). Susie is also doing okay, though one of her chicks, Buttercream, has a bad leg. I'm going to have to work on that when I get home. Right now I'm at the doctors office with two newly hatched chicks tucked under my shirt. Yeah, its kind of weird, but they were assisted hatchers and so they are too weak to be under a hen, too lively to be in the bator, and I didn't have a brooder set up. They are both sleeping happily and strengthening well. There are three other eggs in the incubator, including one that is starting to hatch (I named her Canary because I'm pretty sure she is Dove's baby).
The two new chicks are a standard and a bantam. The bantam is a silkie mix and was backwards in its shell, so when I opened up the airsac to let it get some fresh air I began to realize I couldn't see the beak. I saw a foot and then realized that when I opened the membrane it was near the belly and it began to bleed. When I opened up a hole near its beak it bled also, however, it seems to be doing pretty well. I didn't get much sleep last night as I kept peeling a little shell away, then placing it back for 30 minutes, then doing it again, all the while trying to take care of the first chick I helped, who I was afraid was shrink-wrapped. He's just now beginning to open his eyes and lift his head, but hopefully he can go under Princess when I get back.
I named the standard chick Agent 13, but I think its a boy so I'm just calling him Agent. The smaller one I named Coulsen.
Go Marvel.
I'll try to get some pictures up. Like I said, I spent most of the night holding a chick on my belly, trying not to fall asleep and crush it. My floor is covered in egg shell, my hands have blood on them, and I didn't have breakfast yet. What we do for our chicks.