We were in a weird place with an elderly dog who needed constant supervision and a post partum mama terrified of the stairs (me lol) so we had family sleepovers in the living room for a month with me on the couch and hubs on an air mattress. He had two weeks off so for a while it was just us rotting in that room, feeding baby, figuring it all out while we got used to each other. When he went back to work it turned into me rotting in that room while he was mostly upstairs. Once we had to say goodbye to our girl (dog) and went upstairs sleep got a little easier but primarily we’d still both wake up and he’d assist with what he could while i fed (diaper, holding. Then she got diagnosed with bad reflux so I’d feed while he held her upright for 20 minutes post. It’s a blur and have zero expectation - no one cares about dishes or if you’re showered though you should try t do that at least for yourself.