• Backyard Chickens {Gypsy Magpie}

    I think I just got bought off…

    The past 6 months I have been terribly just a little baby hungry. Maybe it’s the fact that Baby Girl is about to potty train, talks up a storm, and wants to move to a big girl bed. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m only 31 25 and still feel young enough to be mothering babies. Maybe it’s that my brothers and sisters are FINALLY having kids and I want my kids to have best friend-cousins like I had growing up. Maybe my brother’s are right and I am addicted to the sweet smell of newborns. Maybe it has to do with the fact that in less than 4 years I have to have my ovaries out and will lose my hormones, creative powers, and womanhood…who knows. Whatever it is, Manly isn’t having it, at all. None. He is done. Jerk.

    I won’t lie, I think this is one of the strangest, most heartbreaking decisions that has ever been placed before me. How the heck do I say goodbye to something that I feel I was put on this earth to do, and am good at? How do you say it’s over when it’s the only thing you wanted to do all your life? How in the world do you give away all those precious tiny {ok, my kids were never “tiny” per se, but tiny compared to the size they are now!} baby clothes and close that chapter in your life? Wow. What an internal war that I was completely and utterly unprepared for.

    I’ve mentioned this before, but growing up, I always dreamed I’d be a rancher’s wife. I always saw myself on a farm somewhere surrounded by babies {5. I always knew I’d have five, with one set of twins, a boy and girl. Yep, I’m one of those.} and horses {Paints, lots of gorgeous brown and white Paints}. That was my goal. Man, how quickly priorities change when a tall, dark haired, incredibly good looking man sweeps you off your feet! I wouldn’t change my life, it’s a wonderful one, but sometimes the dream still lingers…

    Where could I possibly be going with this? Hang on, I’m getting there.

    Two weeks ago, a darling friend of mine sent me a message that her parents were selling their chicken coop, feed, and heritage chickens. I mentioned it to Manly and a couple days later, something amazing happened!

    Heritage Chickens {Gypsy Magpie}
    He bought them for me.

    I have babies!!! {Well, teenagers, technically…}

    Don’t worry neighbors, NO rooster. I enjoy sleep.

    chicken coop {Gypsy Magpie}

    Their little hen house is even the same color as ours, so it must be fate. My kids are slowly gathering rocks to line the outside of their run for extra protection. It’s not that pretty now, but just wait.

    Chickens {Gypsy Magpie}

    Meet my little ladies:

    Combustion…
    Yes, she is my science loving son’s chicken. How could you tell?
    Speckled Sussex {Gypsy Magpie}
    Mabel
    {I’m not allowed to have favorites, but if I did, it’d be her. Sweetheart.}
    Buff Orpington {Gypsy Magpie}
    Fredricka
    She belongs to Miss June, who calls her Fred for short. {Hopefully my Great Grandma looks down from Heaven and laughs instead of being offended.} She picked her because she is red, and she misses her Uncle “Red” who is away serving a mission for our church. She is the prettiest of the ladies. {PRETTIEST, Grandma!}
    Cinnamon Queen {Gypsy Magpie}
    Agnes… aka… Aggie
    She’s our trendy mama! Look at that cheetah print coat!
    Ameraucana {Gypsy Magpie}
    Stella
    Our son named her Stealth because she is sneaky and can escape capture,
    Manly changed her name to Stella so she could have some female dignity… poor Combustion
     Barred Rock {Gypsy Magpie}
    and last but not least, Lou-Lou’s Leghorn,
    Camilla

    Leghorn {Gypsy Magpie}

    She has a slight obsession with The Muppets, if the name didn’t give it away for ya!

    So, that’s where I have been the last little bit. Building a run {we live out in the mountains where cougars, badgers, coons, skunks, and coyotes are regular visitors…not to mention all the dogs!}teaching 4 munchkins how to NOT kill a chicken with kindness, and getting adjusted to life with 6 babies. I’ll be back to regular blogging in a few days. Bear with me.

    …and I realize as I write this, that I’ve been bought off. Do you find it somewhat fishy that I have desperately wanted a baby and my husband, out of the goodness of his giant sized heart, got me chickens?

    Hmmmm…

    Sorry, Babe, it doesn’t make the feeling go away, but it sure helps.

    Thank you.

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  • Kyndra
    2 May 2012
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    Love it! Nothing can or ever will replace the feeling….nothing! But someday there has to be more babying…..otherwise I want a refund. Your words uttered my feelings exactly! I do love your clucking babies tho :)

  • Mindy
    2 May 2012
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    i am crying by the way… i agree one hundred percent. i have been agonizingly making my way through this same internal struggle. whatever, mr. “stress about providing for a family and health insurance and the well-being of your wife and the future and other junk”. it is just mean. ;)
    but seriously, something is wrong if you don’t grieve the end of this season of life.
    oh, and if i had my way, once mr. punk kicks the bucket, i am totally taking his life insurance cha-ching and buying a ranch, somewhere out in the middle of nowhere.
    i would love me some chickens.

  • Lexi
    3 May 2012
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    I’m sorry you’re having a hard time. When we realized we just couldn’t have any more kids, and then just recently as we’ve sort of decided adoption probably won’t happen either, it’s been a little tough. I get that. But then I look really hard at the four beautiful kids I have and think that it’s okay.

    And maybe I’ll go buy some kittens.

  • Krista Neil
    4 May 2012
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    You mean it doesn’t go away?!?!? Darn. When I found out Kase was a boy I started going through my girl baby clothes, and about hyperventated. I have to admit out of all those clothes I had to save 4-5 garbage bags for in case or to give to my bro’s later. Now as he gets bigger I have to go through the boy ones. I have perfect numbers to I should be able to put this to rest, and some of the tough days I do, but it never quite leaves….I love your chickens!!!! That coop is awesome! I really want some of those, but don’t have a big enough yard for it, been trying to convince the hubs to let us have a bunny, but he won’t go for that either, geez, lol :)

  • Jamie
    7 May 2012
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    your blog is super awesome

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