1984. You and David had been in a relationship for the past 3 years. He thought that out of all girls that he’d been with, that you were the girl for him. Though he was a popular ladies man, within recent years of being with you, he decided to slow down and somewhat settle with you. Just recently you got pregnant with his child, and he was over the moon at the fact he was going to be a dad. He didn’t care what gender, he just wanted to have a small family.

He was just as obsessed with you being pregnant as you were obsessed with it. He was always talking to the baby from the outside of the womb since you already had a small baby bump. Sometimes he would rub your belly just to feel the baby kick, he was excited to be a father and made sure the world knew it.

One night, both you and David were laying together, watching tv with one another, when the baby started to kick again. The baby had been very active today. You had been feeling him kick and move around way more than usual, which you seen as a good thing because it just meant that it was an active little fetus. David rubbed your belly as usual to feel the baby kick and move around. That was his favorite part of the whole pregnancy.

David: Little things very active today, huh?

He said right before placing a kiss on top of your stomach. He the idea to start singing to the baby. It was his way of getting it to be familiar with his voice. You did the same thing when you would occasionally talk to the baby, whenever you got you the chance to do so. Hearing him sing was so soothing, and calming. It was so calming that you could’ve easily fell asleep right there and then.