For relatives who are used to the hospital birth experience it might be good to let them know that the 3rd stage is prolonged in a birth that includes water, natural delivery of placenta, keeping the baby attached to placenta longer, and midwives (they are way more patient). My hospital births cleaned up pretty quick and that's what your family is thinking of. It can take an hour to birth the placenta and then they leave it attached for a good while. Some people are cool with sharing all of that and that's fine but no one should feel pressured to be put in an uncomfortable situation. I wanted privacy until I was warm dry and didn't have the placenta teetering in a bowl on a stool on the bed next to me. My mom had my younger brother at home and is aware of all this stuff but it didn't mean I wanted to sit around with everyone while they got me situated. My dd was glad to be at the birth but she commented on how "ripe" the room was and still mentions it whenever anyone asks how it was to be there...so I guess it's pretty bad. LOL. Anyway, my point was that I don't get the babymooning thing and I'm happy to have visitors as soon as I feel "presentable" and some others are cool with company too. Doesn't mean that anyone has to be and it's no one's place to demand to be present at any time you're not comfortable having them there. I don't care where they live.
Soccer- that's hilarious about the placenta in the pics. Did anyone who came in seem uncomfortable? I have to admit that they gross me out a little and I drank chunks of mine raw in shakes for a week with no icky feelings, it's just how they look. My dh was kind enough to be the "placenta handler".
A somewhat related and amusing story-
My last baby was born at a very small, homey birth center it was like a homebirth at someone else's house. The midwife sets up the tub in the kitchen and then there is a small bedroom and a small bathroom to each side. After my son was born and I got out of the tub and got the initial check I went to take a shower ALONE while my dh held the baby. I was supposed to try to pee so there was blood around the toilet and probably in the shower and a big pool of chum (I delivered the placenta in there too so it was extra gooky) in the middle of the kitchen. After I got out I went back into the bedroom to nurse the baby and hang out. Apparently, one of her appts didn't get the messg she needed to reschedule so they showed up and were waiting patiently (and very quietly) in the livingroom. For some reason the dad decides to use the back bathroom and we don't notice until he is in there. Wow. He was either oblivious or he needed to go more than I have ever needed to go. The midwife went out and got rid of them but I wish I could have been a fly in the car on their way home.