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I goofed.
On the 12th of January I fired up my incubator and lovingly placed 28 eggs in the egg turner then shut the lid. Every few hours I anxiously peeked in the window to monitor the humidity and temperature (a bit of overkill, I know). I checked on them as soon as I got up, right before I left for work and again when I got home.
Temperatures held steady and the humidity barely moved. Perfect right???
Jump to January 18th. I was sitting at work waiting to clock in daydreaming about all the pretty baby chickens that would be hatching and the prospect of fresh eggs this summer...and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I gasp, my jaw dropped and I immediately grabbed my phone to text home.
What could be so bad you ask? Well, when I gently placed the eggs in the turner I put them little end up!!!!
For the love of God! I am such a ditz sometimes...okay, a lot of the time but seriously...this isn't my first rodeo.
The eggs got turned fat side up before I returned home from work. I candled them last weekend (21st/22nd) and saw that 17 of the eggs were fertile and growing. I love being able to see the babies moving around in their eggs. Three of the eggs had a blood ring and the rest were clear.
I didn't think the fertility rate was bad considering the girl I got them from has one rooster in with dozens of ladies - primarily for protection. (Her breeding roos are kept elsewhere.)
My concern is that the air pocket in the viable eggs looks smaller than I remember it being. Granted, I haven't hatched chicks since last spring but...I don't know.
Have I inadvertently killed the poor babies before they get the chance to hatch? Will they run out of oxygen before they are able to break through the shell?
We go into lock down this coming week. I feel so badly about the potential ramifications that I'm becoming a nervous wreck.
Any thoughts would be welcome.
On the 12th of January I fired up my incubator and lovingly placed 28 eggs in the egg turner then shut the lid. Every few hours I anxiously peeked in the window to monitor the humidity and temperature (a bit of overkill, I know). I checked on them as soon as I got up, right before I left for work and again when I got home.
Temperatures held steady and the humidity barely moved. Perfect right???
Jump to January 18th. I was sitting at work waiting to clock in daydreaming about all the pretty baby chickens that would be hatching and the prospect of fresh eggs this summer...and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I gasp, my jaw dropped and I immediately grabbed my phone to text home.
What could be so bad you ask? Well, when I gently placed the eggs in the turner I put them little end up!!!!

The eggs got turned fat side up before I returned home from work. I candled them last weekend (21st/22nd) and saw that 17 of the eggs were fertile and growing. I love being able to see the babies moving around in their eggs. Three of the eggs had a blood ring and the rest were clear.
I didn't think the fertility rate was bad considering the girl I got them from has one rooster in with dozens of ladies - primarily for protection. (Her breeding roos are kept elsewhere.)
My concern is that the air pocket in the viable eggs looks smaller than I remember it being. Granted, I haven't hatched chicks since last spring but...I don't know.
Have I inadvertently killed the poor babies before they get the chance to hatch? Will they run out of oxygen before they are able to break through the shell?
We go into lock down this coming week. I feel so badly about the potential ramifications that I'm becoming a nervous wreck.

Any thoughts would be welcome.