My first admission. I'm a farm kid. I look back and love every aspect of my childhood. I love my mother's home movies. Many of them include me hopping around without many clothes on (a luxury of living on a secluded farm), dragging an animal around until it submitted to my country girl charm (i.e. a 4 year old dragging a kitten, goat, dog or bucket calf around until it got used to me being "the boss") and my favorite, baby animals. My dad often hatched baby chicks or ducks (and even ostriches a few times!) from an incubator. I even got to be their "mother" sometimes.
To me, then and now, this is what an incubator looks like:
|See the eggs?|
|This is a baby incubator post delivery.|
When people asked me how I was doing when I was pregnant with my son, I often stated, "Oh you know. Just incubating."
So, I chose to become an incubator for someone else's little eggs.
I am the baby incubator.