I had a c section two weeks ago with my second child. My family live abroad so planning for newborn visits was very stressful and complicated - trying to balance their requests for long visits with our need for quiet family time, but they all reassured us they would be a great help and would spend their visits helping around the house and taking our older child on long days out to give me time to recover at home. They were all staying in hotels rather than our house so I figured it wouldn’t be too intrusive.
Well turns out that was a load of rubbish. Parents were here for the first week and drove me mad. Their idea of taking the child on days out was half an hour in the playground then a trip around Asda to compare the prices with products in their home country. Then back to mine to sit on the couch for 6 hours playing candy crush on their phones, only occasionally speaking to tell me how cheap food is over here compared to home. One of the days I asked them if they could be here for 10am to take the older child out as the midwife was coming over. They told me that was too early and they couldn’t guarantee they would make it on time (they didn’t). They also spent every evening of their visit in the pub until closing time, so were constantly exhausted and hungover and didn’t have the energy to play with DC.
Second set of visitors are my brother and SIL. Lovely people and much more helpful with our older child - fully engaging with him and have taken him for long days out. But today they’re just sitting around the house and it’s draining the life out of me. I’m exhausted, sore, bleeding, baby is cluster feeding, I’ve barely slept and they haven’t so much as offered to make me a cup of tea. They even watched me take in a grocery shop delivery with no offer of helping me carry the bags (DH had to work for a few hours so wasn’t here at that time). I’m not sure what the plans are for meals - I’ve told them to help themselves to anything in the kitchen but I think they’re both far too polite/awkward to actually go and eat anything I haven’t specifically handed to them on a plate. I’ve left out biscuits and crisps but aside from that I don’t know if they’re expecting me to cook for them or if they’re just going to starve to death out of politeness. When they’d been here an hour the baby finally finished feeding and I asked if either of them wanted anything, to which they both asked for a glass of water… why on earth they didn’t just go and get themselves a glass of water I’ll never know. It’s exhausting.
please tell me your tales of useless newborn visitors to help me feel better! I just want some time to sit around with my boobs out watching shit telly and not worrying about pleasing anyone else. ðŸ˜