We went between:

- parasite/paris and copypod in the early days,
- chilli in the 2nd trimester (so named because we were sick of people asking us about names when we had said from the start that we weren't going to be naming until it was born, and we were walking past a chilli plant in the garden so we said that's what we were calling it just to p*ss every one off),
- then once we found out it was a he, he became little bloke, squidgy, and kicky little bugger who won't let mummy sleep,
- and finally, at the moment of escape, he was called 'holy sh*t it's a baby'. Lucky it wasn't like the old days where they had a priest on hand ready to baptise them. After three days of calling him 'hey you' we named him Euan. He still gets 'hey you' though.