Yes, I just totally started my post like a Sophia story from Golden Girls. I <3 that show.
Anyways, it was December 23, 2011 and I had finished the bulk of my Christmas shopping. I was in Target picking up my last minute odds and ends. I decided to browse the toy section because hey, you never know when you might find a deal. I was perusing the doll section when this doll caught my eye.
I immediately said, "Carly would LOVE this!" Chris gave in and the doll made her way into our cart. Santa set her out on Christmas, Carly saw her and, just as I had suspected, loved it. The story could end there, but really, then its kind of boring.
After we had opened every.single.toy the kids got, Carly walked over to me with this book that came with this doll.
All I had to do was read the cover. This doll's name was Ashley Rose. How ironic. You see, many moons ago... Ok, actually around this time in 2002, I was pregnant with a set of twins. I lost one at 13 weeks gestation due to Vanishing Twin Syndrome/miscarriage. The other one was born 10 days after her due date. We named her Carolyn aka Carly. I had named her twin - Ashleigh Rose. So, me selecting this particular doll, without even noticing the name, was indeed ironic. Carly is now 9. She knows that she had a twin that didn't survive early pregnancy. And she often questions me about her. A long time ago I did some research about Vanishing Twin Syndrome and it reported that some survivng twins often feel like part of them is missing. I have always felt that Carly was that way.
Carly and her doll, Ashley Rose
So, everything does happen for a reason. Including seeing a doll and instantly knowing that a particular child would love it without even knowing why.