100-percent True Story

When Candice and I got pregnant, we originally thought (secretly hoped?) that we would be having a girl, and had a name picked out from Day 1: LOLA ISABELLA JUAREZ. We had come up with that name well before we even got pregnant, we were so excited to have a baby, and our little girl at that.
Well, needless to say, we didn't have a girl, and when we found out at the ultrasound that we were having a boy, there went the ONLY name that we had ever considered up to that point. So the long and twisty road to finding a name for our little boy began, which is a whole different story unto itself.
Fast-forward to Friday, April 3 and Candice and I are in the labor/delivery room at St. Joseph's Hospital at 7am in the morning. Our OB/GYN doctor, Dr. Pearson (the man who will be delivering Teo into the world), arrives about a half hour later and checks in to see how Candice is doing. Soon after his assessment, he gets up and leaves the room, apparently to check in with another patient who is in the room right next to us and is also in labor at the same time as Candice. And the last name of that woman next door, as told to us by our nurse? JUAREZ. (Wait - it gets better.)
So we couldn't believe it when we heard that in all of LA, in St. Joe's in Burbank on the exact same day and the same time that Teo was arriving, another Juarez baby just happened to be arriving in the room right next door, being delivered by the same doctor. What are the odds? If our last name was Smith or Jones, we might not have been as surprised as we were.
So after the joy and excitement of Teo's arrival, a couple of days later (still in the hospital), Candice and I noticed on the little cart/bed that Teo was wheeled around in had a fluorescent-orange label on it next to his little name card that said "Name Alert," and I asked the nurse if that had anything to do with the other Juarez baby being born at the same time, and she told us that was indeed the reason; the neonatal and hospital staff needed to be aware of which baby was which, and hence the tag.
So I aksed the nurse, out of sheer curiosity, if it wasn't too imposing on them if she could please find out what the parents had named their little Juarez baby. So she comes back about an hour later and tells us the name.
They just happened to have a little girl. And her name?
LAYLA ISABELLA JUAREZ. Are you freakin' kidding me? (My reaction.) Jeepers! (Candice's reaction.)
I think our little Lola couldn't bear NOT to be with us, so sent some kind of sign in spirit that she was around and waiting.
Thanks for the sign Lola/Layla, and thanks for watching over our little buddy.
Til we meet again... in the SAME labor/delivery room, though, and not next door!