Sprout

Since we opt not to find out the gender of our babies before they're born, we have to come up with something to call them. Cael in utero was Bit, Finn was Nugget, and number three, as you can tell by the subject line, is Sprout.

Of course, this leads to us referring to a three day old baby as a ubiquitous cut of chicken, but it's probably better than spending nine months addressing "the fetus."

And yes, I know it would be easier just to find out the gender, but that would put the yellow/brown/white onesie industry out of business, and we don't want to be responsible for the economic repercussions.