C is for Miracles

This may be my favorite post of the month!


Have I ever told you the story of how I picked out the name for our new little baby?

No?

Well in the last episode you learned about our history. (and a little of my wife's contraception habits)

So you know about little Corwin and little Isabella.

Those two names have been in many hearts and prayers and a few A to Z blog posts.  Over the years, the letter's C and I have always been tough letters for me to get through.

Back to the story...
I was sitting at work one day, not too long ago, eating lunch in my customary spot.  I generally sit alone, reading a book and trying to eat at the same time.  I don't sit at a table, just a single chair and a good portion of my lunch either ends up on my shirt or my book.

This particular day I was without a book.  I either forgot it at home or perhaps I was in between books at the moment, I don't recall.
For the prior two weeks, I had been researching baby names.  The first week I was searching for both genders but by the second week our OB had narrowed our search down to one gender thanks to the ultrasound machine!

So here I am chomping away on a turkey sandwich, smartphone in hand, scrolling through the baby names when it hits me... it hits me hard.  My eyes immediately well up with tears and I am overcome with emotion.  I found the name!  It wasn't on my smartphone either.

I had always loved the names of my lost children and I found a way to love them all at once, every day, every time I spoke the new babies name.

I would name her:

Corabella

Cora from Corwin and Bella from Isabella.

So there you have it.  In a few weeks I will be able to introduce you to:

Miss Corabella Rose Bushman