A.W.
You've had so many great stories already! My son was 25 mo old when my daughter was born. BIL watched him (well slept on the couch) the night I went into labor so hubby could be with me at the hospital. Then hubby went home and stayed with my son. I only had to stay at the hospital for one more night after she was born (because she was born at almost midnight the night before, they wanted me there for more than 24 hrs). The day after she was born, hubby and BIL brought my son to the hospital. I almost tear up just typing this - it was ONE of the sweetest moments of my life. I had missed my son SO much (SAHM too and he was never away from me for that long B4) and when he walked in and met his little sister it was so special! When they came in, I handed off the new baby sis to daddy and got my son to crawl in bed with me and tell me all about what he had be doing - tried to just get so "alone time" in you know. We looked at one of his favoriet ABC books that his dad had been smart enough to pack for him. (you might want to do this before hand :) I didn't do this, but afterward I heard the idea to have a little "gift" for the older sibling from their new little sibling - cute idea.
Another thing - when I got home, the first time I had to change my son's (25 mo old) diaper again, he seemed so huge! I had only not done it in 2 days, but my newborn daughter was so small it was just a shocking contrast!!
And when ever feeding baby #2, I sat on the couch instead of my favorite rocker recliner that I sat in with baby #1, that way they were both included. And I kept a basket of books next to the couch, so as I feed baby sis, I could also read to my son - super special bonding time for both!!!