I have ALWAYS loved my name.
Well, actually, when I was in my awkward stages of junior high, I hated that I didn’t have a nickname. However, when I look back on it, none of my friends did either, so I don’t know what my problem was.
So for the most part, I have LOVED my name. I am named for my Great Grandma Anna Hayden. My family has land in Northen Wisconsin and in the middle of the land is a lake: Hayden Lake. I love this lake because the lake and I share our name’s heritage.
So if I’m named after Great Grandma Anna, why isn’t my name Anna? My mom and dad wanted me to have the same initials as my dad and his name is George. So they just stuck a G at the beginning. So you pronounce my name like “Gee, Anna, you’re cute!” Anna, not Ahna.
In 2009, Gianna has since been placed on the top 100 most popular names list. But back then it wasn’t known at all. And in a way, my parents made it up (not knowing that it was a very Italian name–if you pronounce it with the deeper A sound).
And now I do have a nickname. I am simply called G. Love it!
When it comes to my middle name, I like to say that it’s my Grandma’s middle name (Mae) and my Grandpa’s middle name (Ray) put together. I asked my mom about it, and she said, “We just liked it. It didn’t have anything to do with Grandma and Grandpa.”
Oh, I’m so hopelessly sentimental.
I am joining Janna at Mommy’s Piggy Tales in writing stories from my childhood for myself and my legacy (also known as the Superstars).