A Scottish variant on Marie/Mary. Marie is my dear Mother-in-law’s name. It’s also my baby sister’s middle name. And my beloved Scottish-Irish Grandmother was named Mary. She had a great love of any and all things coming from that region and I feel strongly that she would have approved. I like that we were able to honor people on both sides of the family, while still giving her a name that is uniquely hers. I just wonder how long it will be before everyone in the house stops walking around singing “Màiri’s Wedding” all day long!
Rose really came from Iain and Elijah, who have loved the name for a long time. In fact, they wanted to name Galen “Rose”, even after we found out he was a boy! (once we convinced them that it really was a better name for a girl then a boy, they wanted to name him Ace “so we can flip him over in a card game” Lancelot. I’m afraid we had to veto that one!)
I was partial to Irene as a middle name, after my mother. But that didn’t have much of a following, and in some cases (ahem, Steve) was met with strong opposition. I floated Màiri-Rose Irene, but that didn’t get very far either. And after the very person that I was trying to honor voiced her dislike of the name, I gave in.
So, Rose it is. It’s a sweet old-fashioned sort of name and rather suits her with her rose-y checks and darling little rose-bud mouth.
(though in my head I still tend to call her Màiri Irene)