Tales of the Pregnant Farmer: My Ducks are Not in a Row!

Rebekah, one of our midwives, came last night and noticed there was an egg in the incubator that was starting to hatch. Leave it to a midwife to notice a birth! Ha! I was shocked at the piping. I have it marked on the calendar to stop turning the eggs in a week and then them to hatch a few days later. To say I had things mixed up would be an understatement.

Duck eggs take about 28 days to hatch. I put them in the incubator April 2nd and had marked them to hatch May 7th. Slightly off… Just slightly. To add to my confusion it was April 19th… so I thought when I looked at the calendar. Actually it was April 26th. I lost a whole week somewhere.

I swear I haven’t been drinking! I should seriously consider starting though, maybe that would straighten me out. Whew!

For now I will just blame it on being pregnant… again. We are going on four children in five years. I think it’s safe to say my mind hasn’t had a chance to recover. That’s the story that I’m going with at least.

Calendar dates and my loss of marbles aside the duck eggs are hatching! We are so excited! In fact the Little Boy was so excited he got up at 5:30 the next morning to sit on a stool by the incubator and eat his cheerios with the first duck that hatched!

I’m not sure the timing is good. I’d like to say its perfect timing because we are down to only two ducks in the yard now. We wintered five without a problem. Then lost one out of the blue. Henrietta was sitting on her nest in the barn, she must have left to eat and never returned and a day later one of our males was gone. Lucky is still sitting on her nest and I hope she doesn’t stray too far. I’d really like to see her and her ducklings make it. Our last male has been sticking pretty close, mostly because Lucky doesn’t go too far and the ducks always traveled together. I think it’s time to do some fox hunting before the new batch is allowed out.

 

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Twins!

Mike read the most tell-tale sign of when a goat is due to kid is when the tendons on either side of the tail disappear. Scarlet was huge and looking so uncomfortable so we were checking her tendons daily. Really simple check just put your thumb on one side of her spine at just above the start of her tail and your first finger on the other side, there they are. In the last few days I could feel the tendons feeling thinner and more string-like until Sunday; they were gone. Mike checked. I checked. They were gone.

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The Cows are Out

“Hey, so, ah, the cows somehow got the red gate off the hinge and everybody is in the corral. G.W. is trying to breed Lucy already.” That’s right, another one of Mike’s famous calls from the barn.

All afternoon the rain has been off and on; the “on” in the form of heavy, soaking down pours and some hail at one point. We had planned to put some dehorning paste on Margo tonight. Her horns are just barely little bumps, but big enough that we can tell she will have horns. It’s best we take care of them now before they attach to her skull and she gets any stronger. She’s got a lot of might in that little frame.

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Margo’s Check Up

Margo and I

 

Margo and I got a little closer this weekend. Sunday morning before church Mike was out doing chores and noticed…

If you’re eating it may be best to stop while you read this post.

… I’ll give you a minute to finish…

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First Calf of the Season-Margo

Lucy and Margo

What a crazy morning! Lucy had her calf, a little heifer I named Margo. The barn cat that we hadn’t seen since we brought him home two weeks ago finally decided to come out of hiding and let the whole family pet him. I’ve got two ducks sitting on eggs and a dozen in the incubator. Then the mailman calls and our chicks arrived already! I wasn’t expecting those until at least tonight if not tomorrow.

Here’s how it went:

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