What’s in a Name? by ARHuelsenbeck

Most parents agonize over what to name their precious babies. They recognize names are an important part of our identities. Your name influences others’ perceptions of you.


Pryce? Raynbo? Patch? Chester? Darth? Prissy?

As a child, I hated my name. It was too different. Most girls I knew had some variation of Mary in their names: Mary Clare, Mary Beth, Marianne, Mary Lou. My parents named me Andrea, after my father (Andreas). My middle name is Gabriela, after my father’s aunt (a Benedictine nun named Sister Gabriela).

During elementary school, I tried to train people to pronounce my name On-dray-ah. Instead, they reverted to Ann-dree-uh. When they remembered my name. Often, they called me Angela, Audrey, Adrienne. I learned to answer to any name that started with A.

In high school, desperate for a nickname, I introduced myself as Andie. People who met me between 1966 and 1973 still call me that. I dropped Andie when I married, because my husband, Greg, refused to use it. (That’s okay—I call him Gregory when I’m mad at him.)

We took care in selecting meaningful names for our children (not an easy feat when your last name is Huelsenbeck—what sounds good with Huelsenbeck?):

  • Our oldest daughter is Carly Anne. We loved the songs of Carly Simon, a popular vocalist when we were dating and first married. Her name was so different, so artsy. Anne or Marie sounded good as a middle name.
  • Our older son is Matthew Gregory. I used to think Matthew was kind of a hillbilly name, but I fell in love with it when John Denver wrote a song about his uncle Matthew. I wanted my son to have those same qualities Denver admired in his uncle. And his middle name honors my husband.
  • Our middle daughter is Erin Gabriela. There were two television characters at the time with the name Erin: one of the daughters on The Waltons, and the unseen, longed-for daughter back home of B.J. Hunnicutt on M.A.S.H. To me, the name symbolized someone cherished. The only problem was that it was unusual. In the 80s, few people were familiar with the name. Many mistook her for a boy named Aaron. And when she was in college, she dated a young man named Aaron. To keep the two of them sorted out, I began calling them Ay-ron and Ee-rin.
  • Our younger son is Andrew Wilfred. He’s named after my dad and Greg’s.

    Dad and Katie 2009

    Dad with my daughter Katie

  • Our youngest daughter is Katherine Cecelia, and she goes by Katie, because that was such a popular, cute name when we were expecting her. I would have named her Katie, but Greg insisted that since Katie is a nickname for Katherine, we had to name her Katherine. Cecelia is Greg’s mother’s middle name.

I think each of the kids has gone through a time they were embarrassed by their names. I told them when they were 21 they could get their names changed legally. (So far, nobody’s done it.)

When Matt was eleven, he was diagnosed with juvenile diabetes, and we joined a support group. As we walked into the meeting room, we filled out name tag stickers, and I went to talk with some of the moms while Matt hung out with the other kids. A mother asked me which child was mine, and I said, “The tall one with the blond hair.”

“Oh, Spencer?” she asked, pointing.

Yep. There was Matt, wearing a name tag that said Spencer.


When Andy was in middle school and high school (back in the days before we had cell phones), we often got phone calls for Diesel. Greg would say, “You have the wrong number,” and hang up. But actually, Diesel was Andy’s alter ego.

I remember as a teenager, I fantasized naming my daughters Cassandra and Vanessa. I chickened out when the time came.

We had a lot of back-up names picked out. Carly would have been Michael if she had been a boy. Katie would have been Alex. We used to joke that if we had four boys, they’d be John, Paul, George, and Ringo, or Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John. At one time I wanted to name four girls Kathryn, Lauryn, Eryn, and Jaclyn.

I think we did a decent job of naming our kids.

Maybe we did better than a lot of parents. Sometimes I wonder what thought process people employ when they name their kids. Do they just cut letters out of the newspaper and put them together any which way? What were they thinking when they named their babies Dweezil or Apple, Draven or Moo, Suri or Lyric or Major? I had a student whose name was Z. That’s right, just the letter Z.

Carly, Matt, Erin, Andy, and Katie look pretty good to me.

About Andrea R Huelsenbeck

Andrea R Huelsenbeck is a wife, a mother of five and a former elementary general music teacher. A freelance writer in the 1990s, her nonfiction articles and book reviews appeared in Raising Arizona Kids, Christian Library Journal, and other publications. She is currently working on a young adult mystical fantasy novel and a mystery.
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9 Responses to What’s in a Name? by ARHuelsenbeck

  1. I had to laugh. My name also begins with A. I thoroughly disliked Anne and would have given anything for a fancy name like yours. Too bad we couldn’t have swapped back then. I like the names you chose for your children.

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  2. monica6453 says:

    I think you did a great job in naming your kids. And, I always loved your name and the way it was pronounced. Although I didn’t mind my name (what??) I liked yours too.!

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  3. Great post, Andrea. I also love your name. I was actually named Lois Elizabeth after my mother, much to my dismay, but she had a good friend named Betty so she gave me a fun nickname for Elizabeth. My maiden name gave me more trouble since the question was, “Are you related to Perry Mason?” Lol.

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  4. Intriguing post as my daughter was 3 days old before we named her because we couldn’t agree. I suspect because she has such an unusual name she will go through the phase of wanting to be named something else.


  5. Andrea R Huelsenbeck says:

    My former pastor and his wife named their three daughters Charity, Patience, and Mercy. Their nine sons all have biblical names: Joseph, Nathaniel, Benjamin, Phillip, Matthias, Samuel…oh, I’m a horrible person–I can’t remember the rest.


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