When we first got .Aly home, we had two sets of parents on our heels as well. My house (which was spotless when .I'd left for the hospital) was a wreck, because while I was in labor my fil and husband had installed a new fridge, moved the kitchen around and forgot to put it back. There were two hospital bags that needed to be unpacked, baby gifts/flowers/balloons people had brought us, and
lots of freebies, paperwork, diapers bags, and other things the hospital itself sent us home with.
So umm, we had crap everywhere all over my nice clean house. And I was so upset, because I wanted .Aly to come home to a clean organized house. So she slept, the parents stared at her, and I ran around in a temper trying to put everything right. I had a nervous breakdown soon after that.