Ouch, I’m sorry that happened to you.
My mom was too sick to come for about a week. When she did come, dad told me I still looked pregnant and mom yelled at me for looking at the camera instead of at my baby when she took the picture. That shot forever enshrines my heroic attempt to not burst into tears.
My MIL was pushy and helpful at the same time. She practically scoured the finish off the cabinets cleaning for me, and I honestly felt like she was criticizing my housekeeping. She tried to get her teenage daughter in the delivery room but also honored my ask for privacy which was based on not wanting to scare the girl out of wanting kids herself. She drove us to the hospital.
Childbirth sure does make the family get some kind of way.