Just before we went to bed last night 2 eggs were pipped. This morning, 1 has hatched and lots more have pipped. I am sitting here with everything crossed – and hopping for a good hatch rate. It’s not the pip pip hatch hatch that I was led to believe – it is 12 hours of painful pipping, and hopefully something gorgeous and fluffy at the end. Both kids are sick – so I feel I’m torn between 46 different souls that need me. Also need to move my carrot plants out of the brooder – the plan was to plant those out today – but don’t think it’s going to happen.
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