what's in a name
I was probably... late teens? before it occurred to me that surnames frequently suggest ethnic or racial or at least family histories.
Probably at least one reason why this took so long to hit was that I was aware married women took their husbands' surnames, so a married woman's surname didn't say anything about her background. (This says interesting things about my presumption that married couples don't come from similar backgrounds.)
My middle name is my mother's maiden name. For many years I assumed that was totally normal, that of course you would preserve family history by giving a child both parents' surnames. I would have been about seven when I found out that wasn't so (in my culture, in others it is): I was seven when my mother was pregnant with my brother and my parents were arguing about what to name the baby. Funnily, boy name suggestions came with a first and a middle name, but girl name suggestions, we only considered the first name. So I learned that girls carry that secret matrilineal history in our middle names and boys are their father's sons. It felt like something precious, that hidden gift of a middle name.
(Until I figured out, from novels, I think, that sometimes girls have ordinary given names for middle names too. It was baffling and something of a disappointment.)
Probably at least one reason why this took so long to hit was that I was aware married women took their husbands' surnames, so a married woman's surname didn't say anything about her background. (This says interesting things about my presumption that married couples don't come from similar backgrounds.)
My middle name is my mother's maiden name. For many years I assumed that was totally normal, that of course you would preserve family history by giving a child both parents' surnames. I would have been about seven when I found out that wasn't so (in my culture, in others it is): I was seven when my mother was pregnant with my brother and my parents were arguing about what to name the baby. Funnily, boy name suggestions came with a first and a middle name, but girl name suggestions, we only considered the first name. So I learned that girls carry that secret matrilineal history in our middle names and boys are their father's sons. It felt like something precious, that hidden gift of a middle name.
(Until I figured out, from novels, I think, that sometimes girls have ordinary given names for middle names too. It was baffling and something of a disappointment.)
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We threw a coin to decide which of our surnames would come first for our children's double-barrelled, although Jim petitioned hard for inventing a new surname with some terrifying suggestions.
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But it's still my name. It will always be my true name. I've always like being able to trace my history in my name.
I've always been sad that we don't have a true matrilineal name -- one that passes down from mother to daughter without being the mother's name given to her by her father. As though women were no more than their father's daughter, as if the history they carry is interrupted with each generation, as if the father's history is still the one in the end that truly matters.
I've never decided what to do about it for my own children. I won't inflict on my children the hyphenated monstrosity that combining my surname and my husband's surname would be. They can have his surname. But I do want their names to carry their mother in them somewhere too, so they have that history.
As a note, it's not just me that thinks boys should have that history too. My husband's middle name is his mother's first surname.
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I never had an attachment to her original family name even when I'd believed her version of our life because I was ever aware that it was her father's name, and neither of us liked him.