So glad so many nursing relationships are going well and thriving/improving! Those early days of breastfeeding ARE tricky!! This is my third breastfed child and I'm still constantly learning. Leo does *not* like flat nipples and won't/can't latch onto them. So... I have to either twist/rub my nipples first or lick and blow on them so he can get a good latch ;) Sounds kind of funny written out, but I was really quite pleased to have figured it out when I did. His latch is also improving.. no more curling my toes and gritting my teeth ;) He hast more troubles with the left breast than the right, but both seem to be going pretty well and it seems like supply is regulating (no more rock-hard, canteloupe boobs!).
Physically, I'm feeling fabulous. Like, truly amazing. I have to remember that I just gave birth 10 days ago and still need to take things relatively easy. I weighed myself at MILs yesterday (we have no scale) and I'm just two pounds over what I have recorded for my pre-pregnancy weight with my midwife. Not too shabby. I even pulled out 'normal' jeans today and tried them on. I couldn't bear the thought of trying them on too early and having them not work out, so I've been wearing skirts and even a few pairs of maternity pants still. My normal jeans fit. They're a bit snug on the still-poofy belly, but they fit. It feels kind of funny to wear pants with a defined waist now after months of stretchy waists!!
Emotionally I feel pretty 'normal' or whatever... but in situations where I begin to feel overwhelmed I lash out quickly. Like with my kids and homeschooling or bedtime or whatnot. If the noise gets out of control or they start fighting or something, I just want to scream. So... I'm trying to breathe in deeply before reacting.
I've had to parent alone quite a bit already with five kids. DH is still off of work (but only until Wednesday), but has stayed busy with church activities. So I've had to do bedtimes alone quite a few times. One shining beacon of hope in all of it.... DD4 has slept through the night at least four or five of the past nine nights!!! I cant' believe it! The only really hard night was the very first night all the girls were home... and there were a few nights she woke up three or four times, but always went right back to sleep, which is HUGE for her. She has been The Worst Sleeper EVER and I was nearly petrified with fear over bringing another baby into the mix with her sleeping so poorly... but she has turned an amazing corner and is sleeping so wonderfully! I can't believe it!!
More on nursing: We aren't tandeming. After Leo was born, I felt I needed some Just Leo time on the boob and so dh helped keep her distracted and such.. and eventually she said boobies are for her "baby brudder" and she's a big girl. It's quite bittersweet, truly. She had a wonderful 2.5 year go at boobie milk ... but dd3 got 3.5 years, so I feel like I shorted her in some way.. but. I just couldn't do it. So... I feel like that's my confession. I cut Hazel off from boobie milk ... and now she sleeps wonderfully. I do feel it was the right decision for our family at this time, but it's still a bit sad. I make sure to try to cuddle her plenty and let her know how much I love her.
Miranda -- I could see how you'd get lonely nursing if you're always leaving the room. Is there any specific reason you do that? Is your ds easily distracted by other noises? Are you just trying to keep things quiet? Honestly, I think that just incorporating nursing into real life works the best. In our house, there isn't a lot of quiet time ;) We homeschool, so all kids are home all the time ... and they're noisy ;) So, we nurse just as life happens.... because honestly, it's juts going to keep on happening! Just re-read your post... and see that you want to give nursing your full attention. That's admirable, for sure. But.. I wouldn't stress out over it or isolate yourself over it. Nutrition and love still happen whether your complete focus is there or only partially. I figure all mamas deserve some slack and it's okay. :)
I'd write more, but the two-year-old is now screaming. Funtimes. Life goes on.