It all began with a tiny crack and small song from within. As the crack grew, so did the song.
We held her warm in our hands and watched her come into the world.
An honour, a joy, a pure miracle.
Throughout the day we watched four beautiful warm babies be born. All born with different strengths and colours, but all bright and making sure they were heard in the world.
We smiled all day long and I always feel like it is Christmas the days our chicks are hatching. The feeling in the house is amazing, we all buzz.
Throughout the day I get messages from my love at work checking to see how many are hatched.
It is lovely to think the first face they have seen is ours and the first touch was gentle and loving. All our love for them they can feel from that first second.
They have been named Hiawatha, Roda, Cheeky and Goldie. Cheeky is my lovely mans chick and the sweetest sight is to watch Cheeky resting under his chin as he works on his computer.
As I write this I can hear my babies in the front room playing, snuggling and admiring the chicks and I think I could burst with gratitude and happiness that I get the privilege to raise chickens.
That I have these beautiful children and this partner who relish all of this with me and that together we can offer so much love and care to these perfect babies.
Happy happy weekend to you all...xxx