I made a list of people who were allowed in during the first week, general guidelines as to who was welcome this weekend and who should wait until next weekend, and a few rules to govern visits, but that has all pretty much gone out the window for us. Now it's more sorta "Visitors welcome, visitors bearing gifts of food doubly so." I feel good; the baby's in perfect health, nursing and sleeping well; and I am just so

: I can't help but feel kinda social.
The only standing rules are hand washing before touching, giving mom and babe space during nursing sessions, and asking before taking photos. (I'm a little sensitive about having my picture taken.)
I thought I would feel anxious and judged with my inlaws, too. Small house plus wild ds plus newborn = big freakin mess. But it really wasn't too bad, and I was glad to get it over with. In a startling display of respect for my feelings, MIL offered to come help clean or whatever, but only to dh, and only if I really wanted her to. I overheard the conversation and was totally impressed by her tact. More in character for her, she spent 15 minutes telling me how the baby looked exactly like her, which I don't see at all, but she always wanted a baby girl so badly, so I get the wishful thinking. FIL was great, aside from the semi-joking question about why we didn't go pick up our baby at the hospital where everybody else gets theirs.

I just told him they didn't have the one we wanted in stock, so we special-ordered ours. He stops teasing if you can out-goofball him.
Honestly, I was worried beforehand, but my experience is that everybody, including you, will be wrapped up in how wonderful the new baby is, and too busy to care about the state of the house or that you haven't had time for a proper shower, or whatever. The one thing that people seem to get about homebirth is that you don't get to spend the next 48 hours with nurses bringing you food and cleaning up after you.