A baby needs a nickname. It makes the tiny little cells that are rapidly multiplying more human, lifelike, like they are really, actually in there! Obviously since the stick said yes, he/she is indeed in existence, but it doesn't feel real. Hence, the name.
Yesterday, Cory kept talking to my belly and saying "you better implant, little zygote!"
Thus, Ziggy was born.
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