Name That Amanda

What’s in a name? Well, if you really want to know, there’s a lot that goes into a name. I’ve been very interested in names and their meanings for a very long time. And by that, I mean since middle school.

My name’s origin is Latin, meaning worthy of love.

My parents didn’t put that into consideration when my mom, MaryEllen, was pregnant with me. They, like most people, didn’t care about what a name meant by definition. Instead, I was named after a character in a television show called Life Goes On.

I don’t know the premise of the show at all, but I knew that there were two kids: a boy named Corky, and a girl named Amanda. They would say to each other, “I love you, Amanda,” and “I love you, Corky.” Back then, my parents were actually in love with each other, and that’s what they’d say to each other, my mom referring to my dad (AKA Heinrich) as Corky, and my dad referring to my mom as Amanda.

Totally cheesy, right?

I guess that’s why I am the way I am today.

So when my parents were picking names, they were considering the name Brittany for the most part, and then a close friend of my dad’s ended up naming his daughter Brittany not much before I was born, so my parents nixed that idea.

By the way, thanks Mom and Dad, because Brittany Hazard sounds horrible.

I don’t know what necessarily made them choose Amanda as my name. I just knew it was because of the character from that old TV show. Maybe my mom mentioned the Amanda and Corky thing, and they decided Amanda Hazard sounded good. If that’s what happened, I’m okay with that. I’ve learned to love my name over the years.

(Fun fact: My dad jokes all the time that if I were a boy, I would have been named Corky—but let’s be real here, I would have been Heinrich.)

My middle name, Lynn, technically has nothing behind it. When I asked a long time ago, she just said, “I liked the way it sounded with Amanda. Amanda Lynn.”

This is the part that I always tell people. When I was twelve, I learned that there was a type of guitar called a mandolin, and I mentioned it to my mom. She laughed and said something along the lines of, “No wonder why it sounded so good! It’s an actual word.”

Then I found out there’s a cooking utensil called the same thing, a mandolin. I just thought it was so funny, so it became my username on all of my social media for a long time, because I never really had any other nicknames growing up (except for a weird one that Oma always called me). Mandolin also kind of stuck around, because that’s what my sister, Caitlyn, likes to call me. I guess it made sense for her to call me something weird, since I call her Cake the Snake.

But I digress.

I used to think my name, Amanda Lynn, sounded so boring and basic. I meet new Amandas all the time, but I’ve learned to really love my name. It’s cool that my name is also kind of a word. It’s a good fun fact for icebreakers.

And as for my children…those don’t exist yet. But because I am such a name fanatic, I do have a list on my phone. Maybe one day I’ll post them on here. For now, I think I’ll keep them to myself.

À Bientôt!


Prompt: Do you know the meaning of your name, and why your parents chose it? Do you think it suits you? What about your children’s names?

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