My little chicken mama….

We got our first flock as a homeschool experiment when my daughter was 6 years old.  She was hooked from the start and quickly became the main person to care for the chickens.  She would feed them, play with them, and even gave her favorite hen, Rose, “hay rides” in our little red wagon along with Logan (who was just a baby then).

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When I began my journey as a mother, my only goal was to be the type of mother that she could ‘stand on the shoulders of’ and not feel as though she had to ‘recover from’.  I didn’t have any idea what I was doing, but as I stumbled along I learned new things, added a few more babies and a few more goals.  As a mother I am constantly wonder if I am doing it ‘right’.  When I look at the way she mothers her flock, I already have part of my answer.  I watch her with her flock of newly hatched chicks, putting ice in their water on a hot day and or going out at 10pm with a flashlight to make sure she remembered to turn the heat lamp on.  In those moments I know I have already done something right. 

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This week, she and I wrote this post for Inner Child Learning on how to start your own backyard flock and I have been amazed at the knowledge she has gotten from her farm experience right here in the city.  Come and check it out!

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