After having the morning from hell (electricity running out, nausea, broken burglar alarm blaring incessantly while standing outside in the rain) I realised this afternoon I've felt no movement since last night 
I'm 30 weeks with DC1, a girl. Sitting in maternity triage at the moment on my own as DH at work an hour away. Had the same thing last week and it was all fine but can't seem to stop my thoughts going to the worst places 