God, I loved it! When I think back now I wish I could do it all again! Ds was a dream, a gorgeous baby who slept and fed well. In the night, I would feed one side, dh would go through and change his nappy, I would fall quickly back to sleep and then feed other side. Obvoiusly there was no routine so if he fed at say 7am I would put him back down and we wouldn't get up till maybe 10, or later! If he fed at 5 or 6 he may sleep till 10 anyway! He was born a Thurs, came home Sat, Monday we went over to the mw instead of her coming to us so we could pop in to work etc, appt was 3 pm and we were still late! The house was fine, dh was great, I did manage to cook but the rest of the time just stared at my baby for hours! I got nothing done but that's only because I was being lazy, if I really bothered I could have! Going anywhere would take ages- we just had no idea what we needed, dh would obsess that the nappy bag was packed with military precision but the day ds was a week old I dropped dh off at work, went over to the mw to show him off at a bf class and realised all I needed was my boobs and a few nappies!
Depending how long you are in you'll probably have a pile of mail to sort through, I wouldn't bother! You may have a load of presents to unwrap, too! Whenever you do, write down immediately (if you are bothered!) who what is from or you will forget!
And treasure every single minute- even the "sleepless nights", they aren't that bad and really don't last that long.