It's an 'Am I Being Unusual' rather than unreasonable I suppose, I know that I'm being unreasonable! Name changed.
I had a horrible, horrible childhood. Parents both pretty narcissistic and emotionally abusive (something that I've only been able to say out loud in the last few years, even typing it feels weird). One had addiction problems. Home life was stressful and I can't remember not feeling on edge. There was either lots of money or none at all. The house was pretty rundown, wallpaper peeling off walls etc. Not trying to be all 'poor me', just trying to explain how things were. Anyway! As a result we didn't have people over much. I had to try to time friends visiting around when addict parent would be functioning, when there was enough money for a friend to be able to stay for dinner, that sort of thing.
Fast forward quite a few years and my life is very very different (hooray!). Very happily married, not rolling around in piles of money but enough, we rent a little home that could probably do with new carpets but is clean, warm and tidy
Generally I'm doing ok. We have one wonderful DC, aged 5. DC is bright, confident and very popular. This is bloody brilliant, as I've done my best to be the opposite of my parents. However, it also means that I'm in unfamiliar territory. DC has started getting invited for play dates and to request them at home. I have obviously accepted invitations and allowed DC to invite some friends over. These are all in the diary now and happening imminently. DC very excited. I'm bricking it.
I cannot shake the feeling of not being good enough. Pre-DC we never had people over very often, just tended to go out. No real reason for that. Since DC arrived I've made sure DC got to socialise lots, but we've tended to do that at soft plays, playgroups, cafes etc. Not intentionally really, it just seems to be the way everyone does it around here. The few times we have had people with DC over they've been people I have gotten to know reasonably well.
I KNOW I'm being ridiculous but I can't stop panicking that people will judge our home, judge what I cook or offer to drink, visiting DC will find it boring or feel uncomfortable.. the list goes on. Has anyone been where I am? Is it just a case of the more we do it, the better I'll feel? I'm currently at the stage of thinking that we need to buy certain new items of furniture before we can possibly have anyone over (!), and also worrying that I will massively upset the mother of the DC we have been invited to visit by taking a packet of small cakes with us (What if they don't do sweets? Will she think I'm a terrible mother? Will I be putting her in an awful position?).
Any advice, at all? I want DC to feel that their friends are always welcome, I'd like spontaneous play dates to be absolutely fine without my panicking that the windows aren't clean enough. Help!