The Babies! Are here!
If you don’t know what I’m talking about visit here for Part I and here for Part II.
Look closely — only one egg remains unhatched. The babies don’t do much right now but sleep. If Mama’s gone, they occasionally stretch out their necks and open their beaks.
Mama seems to be doing well. Unlike me, she’s looks to have lost all of her pregnancy weight. And HER kids are just a few days old! I only had one and he’s almost five! I need to get the number of her trainer. On second thought, I think I’ll stick to eating candy and attributing her slim figure to a fast metabolism.
I don’t think she has any help. Do you think she’s told her friends, “He PROMISED he’d be there to help me while I was pregnant. But noooo. Who built the nest? Me! Who’s had to sit on the nest to keep an eye on the eggs? Me! Who’s having to feed these kids now? Me! And I’m flying all over the place. Where’s he? At the bird bath down the road. You know, the one under the big birch, 1/2 mile down… He really needs to be helping me out with these newborns — not hanging out with those filthy, no good blue jays. I swear if he EVER comes home smelling like a damn pigeon, I’m going to turn him into a damn feather duster.
Ok. She probably hasn’t. But if I was a bird and doing it all on my own? I’d SO be thinking that