All was going well and we were 4 days away from having little chickens hatch, when the light on the incubator burned out! Leaving our eggs out or rather in the cold, much too cold to survive. My Loving Spouse was sad, as 5 of the 8 eggs would have been chicks.
Back to the drawing board for the home-made incubator as upgrades are installed.
Step One was adding a second light to the incubator-ice chest. Should one go out, the other should create enough heat to keep the clutch healthy.
Step two was moving the lights to the bottom of the ice chest, as warm air rises. 
Step three, My Loving Spouse pilfers the BBQ supplies to build a platform for the eggs to rest upon. He adds a thin board with holes in it for support and foam to cushion the eggs.
Once again the eggs are marked so when we humans turn them daily (in odd doses), we will know when they are adequately turned.
Those are the technical changes, but to increase the odds of every chick hatching, we have upped the ante by doing everything in our power to get our clutch to hatch. 
This time, there are 13 eggs in the clutch. So, that should do it, because that is how My Loving Spouse’s father always did it.
For my contribution, I am clucking to them every time I turn them, yep, out loud. I’m pretty sure this could be making all the difference.
If all goes as planned, there are 15 more days until hatching…check back for an egg update!
When I taught Kindergarten, we had an electric incubator, which also experienced electrical difficulties. It took 3 sets of 12 eggs before we were successful. I am pretty sure the one (of those 36 eggs) that finally hatched was prayed into existence. Praying your 2nd attempt will be much more successful!
Praying and clucking!
Thanks friend!
Keeping my fingers crossed for this new clutch of little cluckers!
I would love to witness your clucking lullaby 😉
It is pretty special!