Poor Porter

We had Port's One year check up this week
it was horrible and hillarious.
while waiting in that room for the people to come in
he seriously was standing in the middle of the room just turning in circles.
then running to one side
then squeeling to the other side.
I thought bouncing off the walls was just a funny way of saying it
until he started doing it
holy cow
then the nurse came in and did a finger prick!
they don't take just a little blood from that they do the whole squeeze it until it fills up a tube and then some other dohicky while this little baby is crying.
torture. I can take the shots but seriously I hate finger pricks!
then they weighed and measured him
:)
21 lbs and 30.5 inches
that's 25% and a whopping 75% for height
then he threw up (I'm sure it's from the trauma of the finger prick)
then the doctor came in and checked then he got his shots, cried for a minute and we were done.
no other side effects
UNTIL

he woke up at who knows what hour screaming
I picked him up and rocked him which never works but he was so tired that he started to fall asleep in my arms. I was in heaven.
until.
he started twitching and crying like pain crying again.
i freaked and screamed for drew who came in and we checked for spider bites because porter does NOT twitch like that...
there were no bites but he couldn't straighten his leg without pain so I tried something drastic for us
I took him into our bed.
now drew once a month ago got achey for some porter snuggles so he picked him out of bed at 2 in the morning and brought him into bed with us. Porter woke up instantly and started playing. so much that we put him in his bed and he fell right back asleep.
so I had little hope this would work but my mama instinct told me to take  him there.
lo and behold he cuddled right up to us and fell asleep
until he woke up and whimpered in pain, reached his little hand out felt we were there and fell back asleep again.
I loved and hated it since we got no sleep and were so scared of smooshing him. but he cuddled. I love my baby cuddles.
around I'd say 5 he woke up decided he wasn't THAT tired and tried to stand up and play.
I took him to his bed and he slept in until 10a.m. (yup you heard me)
at which point he could stand and walk without  any pain.

weird? I think so.
but that poor baby had a horrible night. I love seeing a glimpse of that little tiny thing I once knew :)