My Story: When I came home from the hospital with my daughter, my mother-in-law, father-in-law and father-in-law's sister all came to stay with us in a small two bedroom single wide trailer... I was in hell. My mother-in-law talked my head off non stop, did the dishes but left them dirty, they took over my living room and I was stuck in the back bedroom with the baby. Of course, my body was in pain, but the mental burden of having them there and not being assertive enough to tell them "It's time to go home" was really the worst. They finally left after, i think, a week. After that I threw a fit and had a tantrum from all the built up frustration. It was really just sad.