We went into the hospital Saturday night, and after about an hour they told us to walk around the hospital for a couple hours. Great! Why wouldn't we want to walk around the hospital for a couple hours?! So instead we walked around the hospital for a half hour, and then went into Sam's classroom to kill time watching some funnies, and trying to get some sleep. He slept. I did not. Sam did make the comment "what's with you having the babies in the middle of the night, it'd be nice to have a baby at like 10 in the morning." Ha! He was pretty spot on, but probably didn't mean to be in the hospital all night and on to the next morning.
It was a very different experience than with Kaj, and I hope I learned my lesson with comparing my pregnancies and my labors...His whole face was a bruise when he was born, and both Sam and I were a little "...yikes.."
So far he is a very sweet, quiet baby. He is not very fussy, and of course he is getting a lot of shut eye. Kaj is very indifferent towards him, but that is better than being too jealous. We're happy to be home. We were happy to have help so soon.