No matter how ready you think you are for this, you are never prepared. I wasn't prepared for the sleep deprivation, the commitment of breastfeeding (as much as I do enjoy it), or even always being on edge listening for the baby to cry. But you want to know what else I wasn't prepared for? Being mesmerized by his face that changes daily, the way he looks at me, the bond we share, how peaceful he looks falling asleep in my arms... what weren't you prepared for?