I had a homebirth, but had to go into hospital afterwards to be stitched up and to have threats about blood transfusions 
If you feel shit after the birth, then a few hours more won't be a problem.
here's why I didn't want to stay in the hospital at all
-they kept taking blood from me to test it, then telling me the hb level had dropped again, but wouldn't give me iron tablets until I was discharged "we'll give you some to go home with you"
- they gave me paracetamol for the pain, but not very often and only after I asked.
- i felt like i was using up resources every time I pressed the bell because I couldn't move
-i had to keep asking for water
-i eventually got my own
-the baby in the cubicle next door kept crying poor mum didn't know what to do
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I didn't know what to do, and didn't dare hold my baby for very long because I didn't want to fall asleep (because co-sleeping in hospital was not allowed (i felt)
-they kept offering me tea and toast when my iron level was low and all i wanted was some fucking iron-rich food (everyone knows that tea inhibits iron absorption so

)
-hardly any food going
-i had to beg and plead for some actual food with iron in it
-my phone battery died so i couldn't take photos or contact "D"H (i had a huge row at him when he
finally appeared 5 hours after i had expected him to turn up)
- i was all on my own for hours
-i ran out of clean knickers and santiary pads and had to
ask the nurses for some more
-DD's clothes ran out (i had several thousand nappies, but only 2 changes of babygrow and she pooed/puked on them within hours) and i had to wash them myself and dry them.
-i couldn't go to the toilet (it was very hard to get there - i could wee, that wasn't the problem)
-i just wanted someone to help me from my bed to the toilet and back (i didn't dare stand up because of the lochia pouring out whenever i straightened)(actually, i didn't dare stand up because i was convinced it would really hurt! for some reason)
-i bloody hate hospitals
-i wanted to be in my own bed, in my own house, with my own food, and television!
i was there from around 2am on Monday morning until about 6pm on Tuesday evening, and I begged to be discharged.