Quiet Baby...

I realised at about midday that I'd barely felt what they're now calling twin 2, the left hand one, move for at least 24 hours.
It'd been on my mind as a niggly thing but at about midday I acknowledged it.
I called the midwives at the maternity ward and my consultant actually answered the phone, he's got a very distinctive South African accent. He listened to what I had to say, and said he thought I should come on for a CTG.
J was taking the boys to the park and so, though he'd have liked to have come with me, he dropped me off at the hospital on the way.
When I got there there was a bit of a stir as another woman had come in for similar reasons and was hooked up to the twin CTG. Rather than have them move her I said I'd wait and they did some other antenatal checks while we waited.
There was protein in my urine sample - just protein + as they record it, but it was there. My BP was up for me, though still in the bounds of normal. And I have some oedema around my hands. In the later stages of pregnancy I remove my beloved and expensive, engagement and wedding bands and wear instead a £30 9 carat gold wedding ring we bought in Asda in my first pregnancy. It's a slightly larger size but more importantly (because I've never had significant swelling) I wouldn't be utterly devastated if it had to be cut from my finger. They sent the sample off for analysis. I should hear something tomorrow.
"Hmmm" said the midwife.
I was hooked up to the machine - the other lady having left, reassured and apologising for being "a headcase", I'm sure she's not incidentally, her first baby was born by caesarian section at 26 weeks, following an airlift to Southampton because of severe pre-eclampsia. Any mother who has done that deserves to have the odd bout of paranoia in my opinion.
It took a while to site the two monitor belts, but once they were in place twin one performed well, hitting the markers quickly.
No so twin 2. The midwife brought me a cup of apple juice to try to get him moving, and the heartbeat was clearly there, but he was indeed, very sleepy.
Eventually he hit all the markers and I was allowed to come home.

I've to monitor it for the next 48 hours though, and head back if he stays quiet.
"Rest and get ready for the babies" - well there's a contradiction in terms.

J'll move the bedroom furniture and build the cot in a bit. Well, once the rugby finishes...