No, no, I did not name my daughter after the dog, but I came close. You see, in my early twenties I didn’t have a reserve of baby names. I just had my favorite name, and I was going to give it to my firstborn daughter. As it so happens, my “firstborn” was of the furry variety. Word of the wise – don’t give your favorite name to your dog – they live a long time, and trying to explain to your daughter why she was named after the dog, not to mention explaining it to strangers…well, you get the point. So, my dog is Mila, and my daughter is Sienna. I had a few other names in there as well, like Mia, Nina, and Simone, but my husband had some sort of aversion to all of those ( damn all those exes! ;)) In the case of Sienna, I happened to love the way it sounded, and with Sabina being her middle name, it had a nice flow to it – as simple as that.
Fast forward a few years, and Sienna starts to read. What an amazing feeling to have a reading child! She reads everything, and a favorite activity on the way to school is to read the backs of cars. She and her brother Kai start with the make – Audi, Chevrolet, Honda, and so on, gradually moving on to the model. Toyota – what a marvelous car, with such cool and exotic names! Prius, Sequoia, Tundra…Sienna??? “No! I’m not prepared for this” I think to myself. Cringing in the driver’s seat, I slowly turn to face the wrath of my wee-one, mentally preparing my long speech about how I had no idea there was a car with her name and so on and so forth. I’m picturing her coming home crying after school, telling me everyone made fun of her for being named after, of all things, a minivan. Sienna’s eyes are locked in mine, penetrating my soul with that “what the…?” look as I prepare my speech of “it’s not that bad, you could’ve been named after the dog” when she suddenly bursts out with glee – “I’m famous mamma, I’m famous!”
Yes you are my dear, yes you are! *Phew*
p.s. fast forward 13 years and Mila is still going strong 😉