Author's Note: The song in this chapter is an original and may not be used without my express written consent. Enjoy!
That night, Misa sat in the rocking chair in the nursery, gently rocking back and forth as she stroked her growing belly. She couldn't stop thinking about her baby. The child of Light and herself was growing stronger every day, despite all they'd already been through. She was already so absolutely in love with the child inside of her that she couldn't fathom her love growing anymore. She knew it would of course, when she held her baby. But in this moment, it was nearly impossible for her to imagine loving this little girl that was growing inside of her any more than she already did.
She hummed to herself, a little tune growing in her head, smiling when the baby seemed to like that as she gave her mother a tiny kick. Idly, Misa wondered what might happen if she sang to her baby.
Of course, not just any song would do. This was a special moment. So, she got up from the rocker, not without a bit of effort, and went to her and Light's bedroom. Light had fallen asleep a little while ago. Quietly, and with great purpose in mind, she went to the small desk in their room and opened the drawer that housed their regular notebooks, and grabbed one and a pen from the cup on top of the desk.
Having found what she needed, she carefully made her way out to the living room. Taking a seat on the couch, she began to think about what this baby meant to her, and all the things she wanted to tell her, before she put pen to paper and began to write.
Songwriting was not normally an arduous process for her. Songs often came at the drop of a hat to her and she'd write them down. However, most of those songs were somewhat nonsensical and lacked a deeper meaning. This song was the first one she would ever sing to her child, and she spent a long time searching for the perfect word, the exact word to describe this amazing feeling inside of her. It took far longer than she was anticipating. However, when it was done, it was so perfect she couldn't imagine anything better.
Taking the page out of the notebook, she left the writing materials on the coffee table and went to the nursery again, taking a seat in the rocking chair. She'd wanted to share this special moment in the place where her daughter would spend her childhood. Then, quietly, she began to sing.
"The months I've been waiting to meet you pass slow
All of this time I've been watching you grow
And I'm so afraid that I won't be enough
To help you someday when things start to get tough
But somehow I love you even though you're not here
And that love is stronger than all of my fears
I wonder what face and what features you'll have
Or who you'll take after, me or your dad
I am so in love with you that will never be gone
You will always belong.
And I want to make you better than me
Stop you from making the mistakes I repeat
I hope I can teach you what you need to know
And help you understand what feelings to show
But you don't have to worry about being strong
You will always belong.
And I don't know your name
But I know it will be my favorite word.
I haven't known your voice
But it will be the best sound I have heard.
And as you get older I hope that you see
No matter how big you are you're my baby to me
Though you grow up and you'll someday leave home
And maybe start a family of your own
You will always have a place to go when things may go wrong
You will always belong.
And I don't know your name
But I know it will be my favorite word.
I haven't known your voice
But it will be the best sound I have heard.
I'm finally holding you, to rock you to sleep
I whisper a promise I always will keep
That I'll keep you safe and I'll love you always
Even on my life's most difficult days
With you in my arms I am finally calm
You will always belong."
The baby inside of her kicked hard, as if to applaud her mother for the work she'd done. Misa couldn't help a quiet giggle as she patted her stomach. "Glad you liked it."
"I did."
Misa's head shot to the door and she found her husband standing there, hair fluffed from sleep. "Light, what are you doing up?"
"I woke up a little while ago and you weren't in bed. I was wondering where you went and what you were up to, but now I see. That song was really beautiful, Misa."
Misa smiled. "Thank you. I think the baby liked it."
He went over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "And why wouldn't she? Her mother is quite the talent. Makes me think about writing something for the baby too."
"Oh, Light! That would be amazing! I bet the baby would love that!" She said, grinning.
He chuckled softly. "You think?"
"Of course! What Daddy's girl wouldn't want such a special gift from her father?"
"Daddy's girl, huh?"
"You'll see. Every little girl has her Daddy wrapped around her finger. At least, that's been my experience." She smiled, glowing. "She'll steal your heart away and you'll never be the same."
"Just like her mother." He smiled.
They shared a kiss, and Light yawned shortly after.
"I'm going back to bed. Are you coming?"
"I'll be there in a minute." Misa promised.
Light nodded, and went back to their bedroom.
Misa took a moment to let quiet settle in around her before she rubbed her stomach gently.
"What I said is true, little one. You will always belong with us. I promise."
With that, she got up from the rocking chair, and followed her husband to bed.