For the sake of time and typing, I'll keep the fur-babies short...
Seala, the cat, came with a name. I adopted Pan Face from a shelter and that's the name (Seala) she already had. No need to confuse the little smushy face anymore than she already was.
Drake was Scott's dog before I'd ever met Scott. So, I had no say in the naming of him.
Before Scott and I had any idea if we were having a boy or girl we agreed on a few things:
1) We wanted a name that wasn't necessarily "popular" or "in."
2) No crazy, off the wall names.
3) We wanted something that would be easy to spell, and easy to pronounce when read (do you know how many times in my life people have totally botched my name? UGH!).
4) There was no way we could name a child after a former boy/girlfriend. Too weird.
5) If it was a boy, the middle name would be Scott's middle name.
6) If we were having a boy we wanted his name to be strong, something that carried a little weight behind it.
Many evenings were spent rattling off boy and girl names. I would throw out a handful, Scott would shoot them down. Scott would ramble off a few, I would hate them all.
We found out we were having a boy, and for the longest time I didn't think our baby would ever have a name. We couldn't seem to agree on anything.
All of a sudden the name "Marcus" was there. Scott will say he suggested it. I totally disagree. I know I suggested it. Whatever the case, we both liked it. We quickly agreed Marcus would go by Marcus, no shortening or nicknaming.
There are a couple of meanings behind Marcus:
The American meaning - hammer.
The Biblical meaning - Mars, Roman god of war.
Both seem fitting. Marcus is a little whirl wind, and it's not unusual for him to leave a little path of destruction wherever he goes...
And that's how we settled up Marcus.
How did you decide what you would name your baby?