Ursula Amatrudo-Roman is a preschool teacher and New York City native. Her rare name — given to fewer than 100 baby girls each year over the past three decades — follows a matrilineal pattern established over a century ago.
We sat down with Ursula to discuss the family tradition and her experience with the name.
We have documentation starting in the mid-to-late 1800s, back in Italy, when my great-great-grandmother was named Ursula [pictured above]. She had a daughter who was actually named Carmelina. But Carmelina came to America and she changed her name to Mildred to be more American.
When Carmelina had her own daughter, she was like, “You know what? In Italian culture we name male babies after family all the time — especially after our fathers and fathers-in-law. I’m going to name this baby after my mother.” So she named the baby Ursula.
My grandmother Ursula wasn’t going to keep the tradition. She named her first daughter Gloria. But she had my mother ten years later and said, “Let’s continue the tradition — her name is going to be Mildred.”
It was impressed upon my mother from a young age — “You are the last Mildred of several Mildreds, and one day you can have a daughter and name her Ursula.” But when my mother was pregnant with me, she had a few other names — interesting names like Bronwen, Fallon, and Samantha. She wasn’t sure, but one day was like, “Why am I going crazy looking for all these unique names when I have such a unique name with a rich backstory at my disposal?” And she named me Ursula.
Now I’m the last one at the end of the tradition, and I don’t have children yet, but maybe in the next couple of years. I’ll have to make a decision. It was so instilled in me as a child, I used to name my baby dolls Mildred or Milly.
I lean more towards putting an inventive spin on this tradition. Someone has already changed from Carmelina to Mildred. What if we update it? What if we went with Emilia and called her Milly, or even just Milly? It’s a decision I’m not going to make or fully know how I feel about until it’s time for me to name a child.
It’s something I toy with. Keeping the tradition, amending the tradition, or parting with this tradition — then I’d be the Ursula to kill it.
I don’t feel like my mom is expecting it either. She even told me, “I was throwing other names at your grandmother when I was pregnant with you, and one day I just sat her down and said, “You know what, I’m going to name her Ursula.”
My Nana used to tell people my name was Marie! I remember going to functions with her when she would introduce me to her friends and say, “This is Ursula Marie — we call her Marie.”
That leads me to the thought process of if we name our daughter Mildred, does she have to carry my mother-in-law’s name too? She’d be Mildred Estrella Roman. That’s a mouthful!
They’re Vicki and Manny, and I guess to give me a nickname too, my mom came up with Ursi. She was like, “Ursi, Vicki, Manny.” Okay, Mom.
I have a memory that did me in, that sent me into an I-don’t-like-my-name phase. Somebody got me a bath towel at the Disney store with Ariel on it. We took it to the store to get it personalized and my mom said she wanted it to say Ursula on it. The store clerk said, “That’s the villain in the story — Ariel is the princess.” My mom had to say, “No, my daughter is Ursula.” I wasn’t embarrassed, but I didn’t know how to feel. I was maybe five or six at the time and I realized my name is always the Sea Witch.
There’s this new show on Hulu, Only Murders in the Building. The characters live in this apartment building and the mailroom lady is named Ursula. Whenever I hear it, I perk up. But they make Sea Witch jokes about her!
[Ursula pictured below with her grandmother Ursula]
The Sea Witch thing is old for me now. Ursula is my name. People tell me all the time, “You’re the only Ursula I know.” And there’s just something about the letter U. When I teach it at school, I’m like, “That’s my letter!” Someone once pointed out that even when I print the letter U, I write it in cursive. It’s deeply rooted in my psyche that the U is special.
Ironically, I love the name Ariella. But I just can’t. An Ursula can’t have an Ariella! At that point I’m asking for it.
On the boys’ end, I really love the name Leo. Ezra as well. Alexander is a little popular, but I like the nickname Xander. I always say it’s going to take me more than nine months to name a baby.
But if I were to continue the tradition, it would be cool to see it continued again. I do feel that eventually it might die off, but who knows? It’s been kicking for quite a while.
Thank you so much, Ursula!
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Sophie Kihm has been writing for Nameberry since 2015. She has contributed stories on the top 2020s names, Gen Z names, and cottagecore baby names. Sophie is Nameberry’s resident Name Guru to the Stars, where she suggests names for celebrity babies. She also manages the Nameberry Instagram and Pinterest.
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