After 6 months of heat lamps, coop building, poop scooping, watering, and feeding, the chickens have finally started earning their keep. Between the 2 of them we have been given 5 eggs in the past 6 days...not too shabby. They are still small eggs, for sure, but they are perfectly egg shaped, lightly brown colored, and so fun to find each morning.
In this week leading up to Christmas I always hope for something out of a 1930's movie. Candlelit dinners each night, stories by the fire and fresh baked goodies filling our kitchen counters. But in the reality of being 8 months pregnant and having serious sleep deprivation due to trying to find that "perfect" sleeping position, much of my hopes for this week aren't coming to fruition.
I am trying to learn to not beat myself up over the fact that I didn't make the neighbors a pie yet or that we ate dinner in front of the TV last night. But rather to just let life happen and enjoy those few magical moments we do have each day to savor the season.