We've just recovered from another OH MY GOD, I KILLED THE FETUS! moment.
The other day I was cleaning the bathroom, and, annoyed by BioMom's oversized hairspray bottle, I asked her if she could use the product anyway. Note, my concern was less about the health of the fetus than my mental health in finding a place for all of her acoutrements.
BioMom thought nothing of it until she went to get a haircut and the guy said he didn't put hairspray on pregnant women.
Then, yesterday, BioMom got a bit of a sunburn sitting outside during lunch. She put on some Neosporin last night to sooth the sting.
She woke up this morning in a panic wondering if the drug killed the fetus. . .
That baby'll be fine, but I'll certainly come out with high blood pressure.
11.3 and counting.