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3/13/2008: Name Update.
As some of you might already know, Nadash has a new first name.
Here is how the story goes:
I chose the name Myan Hydra back in 1992 for my future daughter. For the last 15+ years, I never thought of another name.
Through a long series of events, I ended up adopting from Guatemala. Once the process started, I got nervous about how cliche it would be to have a daughter from Guatemala
named Myan. (Their spelling is Mayan, but you still get the point.) I immediately decided that it was meant to be -- then reversidly decided that it was corny and cliche. My Dad
and I sat at his house one night and tried to come up with other names. We went thru a whole host of possibilities, before deciding on Nadash.
It was an honor to me and my Hungarian family that we decided upon the name Nadash. It was unique and fun and Dad and Kelly and I were very pleased with the name, and we were excited that her nickname was going to be 'Dash.' My Mom, I could tell, wasn't too keen on the name at first, but she grew to ... well, I believe that she ended up thinking that it was a very unique name. (It's almost one of those names that you have to say quite a few times in order to get the rhythm of it.)
For the next months, she was referred to as Nadash. But, every time I called her Nadash, she didn't respond to it, and neither did I. It didn't feel right. It didn't fit her, and it didn't
flow. There was just something missing with the name and the connection and she and I had to it.
I talked to my friend Nicole, and told her of the dilemma that I was in, (honestly, I told her a fake story, because I didn't want her to think that I was bonkers, so I essentially 'tested' the info out on her to see her reaction) and her suggestion was to let Nadash pick between the two names. Lanny suggested this option before, but
for some reason I didn't take it to heart like I did when Nicole brought it up.
Last night, I went home and wrote 'Nadash' on one piece of paper, and 'Myan' on the other. I folded them many times, put them in a bowl, and mixed them up. Not wanting her
to choose the name that ended up on the top, I put one piece of paper in each of my hands and sat her on my mom's lap in front of me. I didn't know which name was on which piece
either, but with her slow and graceful movements -- she looked at both pieces. She waited about 2 seconds and then, with her right hand, she crossed over my left hand and took the paper that was on the diagonal and lifted it up. My mom and I were really excited to see which name she picked. I opened up the piece of paper, and there it was: Myan.
I was a little shocked. At 9 1/2 months, I'm going to change her name? What am I thinking? What will people say?
(side note:) I asked my Mom, 'Will people think I'm crazy?" -- and with a laugh she replied, "They already do." Fair Enough. Let's move on.
The only person that I needed affrimation from regarding her name change was my Dad. He and I had worked really hard to come up with Nadash, and it's from his side of the family, and I didn't want to cause any waves, or have him think that I was eternally crazy by doing this at 9+ months. I called him 5 times in the span of a couple of hours but only left one message. (Until he reads this, he probably doesn't know that I tried so many times...but now he can check his caller ID and laugh.)
I told him what I wanted to do, and asked him what he thought about it. Our family has been though a lot this last couple of months, and I know that little things can send me into a spin, and I wasn't sure if this would be one of those 'things' for my Dad.
When I finally got ahold of him, and let him know that I wanted to change her name, he was without question, so sweet about it. He said that he loved the name Myan and while I was on the phone he went to Uncle Kelly's beloved Oxford Dictionary to look up Mayan, Maya and the descriptions and informatoin about the words/names. I told him that I'd always spelled it Myan in my head, and I was going to stick with that spelling. I wanted it to be just as I dreamed it would be.
And....that's the story of how my beautiful, perfect baby chose her name.
(You might think that it was just a 50-50 shot, but I believe not.)
Myan C.C. Page
3/13/2008: Name Update.
As some of you might already know, Nadash has a new first name.
Here is how the story goes:
I chose the name Myan Hydra back in 1992 for my future daughter. For the last 15+ years, I never thought of another name.
Through a long series of events, I ended up adopting from Guatemala. Once the process started, I got nervous about how cliche it would be to have a daughter from Guatemala
named Myan. (Their spelling is Mayan, but you still get the point.) I immediately decided that it was meant to be -- then reversidly decided that it was corny and cliche. My Dad
and I sat at his house one night and tried to come up with other names. We went thru a whole host of possibilities, before deciding on Nadash.
It was an honor to me and my Hungarian family that we decided upon the name Nadash. It was unique and fun and Dad and Kelly and I were very pleased with the name, and we were excited that her nickname was going to be 'Dash.' My Mom, I could tell, wasn't too keen on the name at first, but she grew to ... well, I believe that she ended up thinking that it was a very unique name. (It's almost one of those names that you have to say quite a few times in order to get the rhythm of it.)
For the next months, she was referred to as Nadash. But, every time I called her Nadash, she didn't respond to it, and neither did I. It didn't feel right. It didn't fit her, and it didn't
flow. There was just something missing with the name and the connection and she and I had to it.
I talked to my friend Nicole, and told her of the dilemma that I was in, (honestly, I told her a fake story, because I didn't want her to think that I was bonkers, so I essentially 'tested' the info out on her to see her reaction) and her suggestion was to let Nadash pick between the two names. Lanny suggested this option before, but
for some reason I didn't take it to heart like I did when Nicole brought it up.
Last night, I went home and wrote 'Nadash' on one piece of paper, and 'Myan' on the other. I folded them many times, put them in a bowl, and mixed them up. Not wanting her
to choose the name that ended up on the top, I put one piece of paper in each of my hands and sat her on my mom's lap in front of me. I didn't know which name was on which piece
either, but with her slow and graceful movements -- she looked at both pieces. She waited about 2 seconds and then, with her right hand, she crossed over my left hand and took the paper that was on the diagonal and lifted it up. My mom and I were really excited to see which name she picked. I opened up the piece of paper, and there it was: Myan.
I was a little shocked. At 9 1/2 months, I'm going to change her name? What am I thinking? What will people say?
(side note:) I asked my Mom, 'Will people think I'm crazy?" -- and with a laugh she replied, "They already do." Fair Enough. Let's move on.
The only person that I needed affrimation from regarding her name change was my Dad. He and I had worked really hard to come up with Nadash, and it's from his side of the family, and I didn't want to cause any waves, or have him think that I was eternally crazy by doing this at 9+ months. I called him 5 times in the span of a couple of hours but only left one message. (Until he reads this, he probably doesn't know that I tried so many times...but now he can check his caller ID and laugh.)
I told him what I wanted to do, and asked him what he thought about it. Our family has been though a lot this last couple of months, and I know that little things can send me into a spin, and I wasn't sure if this would be one of those 'things' for my Dad.
When I finally got ahold of him, and let him know that I wanted to change her name, he was without question, so sweet about it. He said that he loved the name Myan and while I was on the phone he went to Uncle Kelly's beloved Oxford Dictionary to look up Mayan, Maya and the descriptions and informatoin about the words/names. I told him that I'd always spelled it Myan in my head, and I was going to stick with that spelling. I wanted it to be just as I dreamed it would be.
And....that's the story of how my beautiful, perfect baby chose her name.
(You might think that it was just a 50-50 shot, but I believe not.)
Myan C.C. Page
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