The Name Game (Weeks 11-12)

I've always been a big name nerd. Growing up I would create lists in several of my journals of names I really wanted to name my future child. I went hunting through my journals but seeing as I don't have hours to blow digging through all of them (I've written in a journal since 2nd grade) I will list the names I found in only a couple of journals.
Girls                    Boys
Denae                 Pete
Starsle                Guy
Lucy                   Sebastian
Zophia               

Now that it is crunch time all those name went out the window and I am left nameless!
We know if it is a boy we would like to use some of the same letters from Mike's Dad's name Tommy Gerald. So that should be a starting point right? Wrong. There are a lot of names you can make with the letters GTOMMEARYLD.
For girls it was a little easier. We both really like these names:
Ruby
Magnolia
Margaux
Cora
Cora especially feels quite nice. I knew it sounded like a family name too so I called my Mom to confirm. Sure enough, my great grandmothers name is Cora. My mom told me that she is actually still alive in some part of Oklahoma. I asked what kind of a woman she was and found out she was pretty great. My mom said she made amazing minestrone soup and was full blooded Italian.
The next weekend I drove up to Oklahoma. Not to visit Cora but to tell my grandmother our exciting news. Boy was she excited! I told her right after I arrived around 11:30pm. She rushed into her bedroom and shook my Grandpa out of a dead sleep "Wayne! Wayne! guess what!? Brittany's pregnant!" I think he mumbled something about congratulations and went back to sleep. It made me feel so amazing that my grandma was as excited as I was. While I was there I asked more about Cora and the type of person she was. I was told that she taught my grandma how to bake and that she made the best homemade pasta and Italian breads and was absolutely amazing with children. My aunts told me that she was one of there favorite grandmothers. I felt pretty confident in the name after hearing all that.
Three days after my visit to Oklahoma, Cora passed away.
I supposedly had met her when I was an infant but don't ever remember meeting her. I guess now I will never have that opportunity. What a strange event of coincidence.