There are about 385,000 babies born each day in the world, none of whom have a name as weird as this. Allow us to introduce you to baby Glhynnyl Hylhyr Yzzyghyl.
Yes, this is a name. No, it doesn’t have a vowel in it. And, no, it doesn’t make a lick of sense.
But, hey, it’s 2021 and nothing really surprises us anymore. I mean, if Elon Musk can name his kid X-EA12-678-whatever-the-eff-it-is, then why can’t a lovely couple from the Philippines go with this string of nonsense?
All in the family
What we especially love about this heartwarming baby naming story is that it wasn’t even the couple’s choice. They decided to give their granduncle, 25-year old college student, Raugyl Ferolin Estrera full naming rights.
Probably regretting this decision now, but, hey, too late. It’s registered on the birth certificate. Yes, that’s right – the government actually approved this name.
Trial and error
Next question. WHY. Like, seriously? What logic is there behind this name?
Estrera told VICE,
It took me weeks to formulate the name of my grandson and it was like a trial and error because it was hard at first.”
You see, the name is actually made up of letters from different family members’ names. For example, in “Glhynnyl,” the letters G and N come from mum’s name, Geraldine, while N, Y, and L were taken from the baby’s grandmother Joralyn.
Estrera explained that he replaced vowels with the letter Y to pay tribute to a family naming pattern. He and his siblings all have names with the letters Y and L, like Joralyn, Jeoradyl, and Jerrylyl.
Apparently, this isn’t the first baby Estrera has named. He also named two other members of his extended family – Precious Faith and Reu Devinne Ci. Note the lack of the Y in both of these names.
Baby Glinil?
So how do you even pronounce this dribble? I have no feckin’ idea but Uncle Namer did sound it out for us:
Glinil Hayler Izihil.
Okay, now, for the cherry on top? Baby Glinnel Hayler Izzywallooo already has a nickname, thanks to Granduncle. Ready for it?
Consonant.
Cause his name does have about 8 billion of them.
No. We’re not making this up. But I seriously wish we were. Good luck, Baby Consonant. Here’s hoping the kids in school are kind and that the naming gods smite your granduncle on your behalf.
