With DD1 my mum was not at all supportive. I was only 17. But she was there during the birth as was MIL & I don't think I could've gotten through with out them. DH had no idea!

With DD2 she wasn't too impressed, but she got over it. Because of my first pregnancy I felt uncomfortable talking about it with her, so I didn't. She did look after DD1 for me when she could though.

With DS it was the first time she had ever actually said congratulations to me. She was happy. It took 3 babies for my mum to be happy for me. That hurt.

She has never helped with anything else though. We moved 8 hours away from her when DD2 was 4 weeks old. When we lived there, she rarely came to see us. If she did she'd drop in for 10 or 20 minutes & go again.
My dad used to ring us up to go over there. Even if our car was out of rego he expected us to just come over whenever he wanted.

Mum has a takeaway shop & I worked for her while pg with DD1. I'd be there all day, then have to ask for $10 petrol money to get home. I got nothing else for helping her out.
I worked for her after DD1 was born & for the first 4 months DH looked after her. After that he was doing alot of night shift & needed sleep, so mum would take her & go home while I looked after the shop so she could have the afternoons off. About a month later my dad had a go at me, coz mum was supposed to go home for a break, but she had to deal with my DD instead.
I was crushed. It sounded like they hated having her there. 3 or 4 hours of an afternoon is easy. DD1 was a good baby & they should've enjoyed having her around just for a few hours.

Anyway. Enough of my winge. Thats my parents. They are getting better, but it was really hard back then. Its still hard & I still have no help, but its heaps better just knowing I can talk to her now. About anything. She is happy with me now.