It seemed better than when my son was born. I slept better the first night, and endeavored to eat food outside of the hospital this time. Nat ordered room service and the little girl was content with her new parents.
Lots of family visited and I was wondering how my son would take to having a new sister. He seemed to not even notice. He was more inclined to push buttons, crawl under the bed, open drawers and doors, and scream every time we tried to take a picture. So it worked out.
We drove home a couple days later and have had terrible sleep ever since.