up until my ds was about 3 months old, my bum hurt a lot too. i felt like i was existing between each intance of soothing him. we'd nurse, change a diaper, sleep, change a diaper & clothes, wanna nurse some more...he'd be asleep and i would try to set him down and VOILA! awake... it did get better. it wasn't overnight, it was more gradual so that when i look back at it i think "why couldn't i feed myself?" "what was the big deal?"
i think that is why when some women with grown children talk to me, they don't "remember" how hard it was.
but i truly believe that there are so many things we don't know about nature's intentions, ( ie, people thought formula was better, people thought 'comfort sucking' was useless...) so i try my hardest to just do what ds asks of me. i still feel overwhelmed, sometimes, by what being that kind of mother means. but like i said it got better for me. it used to be that i couldn't even feed myself- Karl would come home and i would say "Take the baby, I'm going insane, Leave me alone, Cook me food!"
Now it's still hard, and i find that the house is messier at the end of the day, but i think a lot of the improvement came from me- my attitude has changed (I know that humans came first, not pacifiers) and i get this wave of "happy drugs" whenever Tristan nurses... it relaxes me enough to keep me from resisting the role that i have to play as mamma.
good luck and love to your new family, tabitha
Hi, I'm Tabitha. I'm a homeschooling mother of four: ds (11) dd (9) ds (7) ds (5) And I'm expecting a fifth in 2014! Find me at http://www.omelay.blogspot.com