Wednesday Worries #3: Should I be worried?

Within a span of about 30 minutes, I have exposed my child to two dangerous chemicals, in completely isolated incidents.

First, while making the sauce béchamel for lunch (I've given up on making anything to go with it, from now on we will be dining exclusively on sauce béchamel ) I turned off the burner so that I could beat the lumps out of it with my lopsided whisk without scalding the milk. When I turned the gas back on (I have one of those gas stoves that lights automatically) I just assumed the burner was lit, however, it was not, and I stood there for about 30 seconds breathing in gas without realizing it.

Then, not even a half an hour later I heard my husband in the kitchen with what sounded like an aerosol spray, and then I smelled what smelled like Raid. Yep. Hubby had taken it upon himself to do away with these nasty bugs that have invaded the apartment in the past week or so. And then he walked into the livingroom where I was sitting and started spraying in here as well, invading my air and that of my unborn child. I held my breath and ran outside and just hope that it wasn't enough to do any serious damage. Maybe I'll call the Dr., you know, just to be on the safe side...