Once again I am
experiencing the thrill and joy of new motherhood in my life, and like every new mother cannot get enough of the sight of my young. I find myself peeking in and gazing with awe and love at my newborns.
I love the sound of their tiny voices and watching them sleep and play. They are adorable. And I hover like the mother hen that I am, checking to see that they can drink, but not drown, and know how to peck at their food and not their sibling. I am truly the mother hen--to twelve new chicks. I ordered ten and got a free promotional chick; the twelfth one must be a stowaway.
I set out this year to do a few specific things. At that time I had no inkling I would be raising chickens a few short months later. As far as learning fifty new things, I think on chickens alone I have accomplished that. And I have no doubt that these fluff balls will continue to teach me in the coming months. And I look forward to it. Gotta run, I have a family to check on.
