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by Kasey Mathews, mother of son Tucker and daughter Andie who was born 4 months early and weighed just 1 lb 11 ounces at birth. Kasey is also the author of Preemie, A Memoir.

Mom on a bike with her child in the bike trailerThe sun shone in through the kitchen window spreading across the breakfast table, bathing the kids in a warm glow.  I let out a long, slow breath.  Summer had finally arrived.

My husband walked into the kitchen.  “The pool is open.  Let’s take the kids over today.”

I looked at the sweet little swimsuit I’d bought for Andie hanging on a hook by the back door.  Size 3 tags still dangling from one of the straps.  I marveled at the fact that she was three.  She’d come so far.  We’d all come so far.  I watched her take a piece of waffle off her big brother’s plate.  I sat back in my chair and smiled.  Another cold and flu season was behind us and with summer’s arrival we could finally let down our guards.

“Yes.  Let’s go to the pool,” I said, retrieving Andie’s suit from the hook and ripping off the tags.

As Lee filled the soft, blue cooler with ice and juice boxes, I loaded sunscreen and beach towels into a big canvas bag.

“Maybe I’ll ride my bike and meet you guys there,” I said.  “How far do you think it is?”

“Couple of miles, tops,” Lee said.  “I think you should do it.”  And before I knew it, he was off to the garage to dig out my bike.

As I carried the bags out to the car, I watched Lee squeeze the front tire and grab the bike pump from the garage.

My stomach clenched.  I hadn’t thought about a flat tire.

As I watched him move on to the back tire, I thought about the roads that led to the pool.  One was sort of winding and didn’t have sidewalks.  I thought of the intersection by the High School.  It could be dangerous to cross there.  Lee twisted the little black cap back on the tire.  What if something happened to Lee and the kids on their way to the pool and I wasn’t with them?

“All set,” Lee said walking back to the house.

“Actually,” I said, wiping my sweaty hands down the front of my shorts, “I think I’ll just ride with you guys.”

Lee looked confused, but I quickly turned away and headed into the house.

He followed me in and met me at the kitchen sink.  Taking the sponge out of my hand, he put both of his hands on my shoulders and turned me to face him.  “What happened?” he asked.

“Nothing,” I said.  “I just want to ride with you guys.”

Lee tipped up my chin so my eyes met his.  “What’s going on?”

I looked over at the kids stacking blocks on the rug.  “I’m just so scared,” I said.

“Scared of what?” he asked.

“I’m scared of everything,” I said.  By the look in his eyes I knew I didn’t have to explain.  I knew he understood how the outside world felt so scary to our vulnerable daughter.  How every cough from a nearby child, every touch on a door handle, every penny found on a sidewalk, or germ lurking in a public pool could stir up visions of doctor’s offices and emergency rooms.  How it was so much safer to stay home in this protected little world we’d created.

“We can’t live that way, Kase,” he said rubbing my arm.  “Look at her.  She’s healthy.  We’re all healthy.  It’s time to live.  It’s time to celebrate life, not hide from it.”

I watched Andie knock down the tall tower she’d just finished building and start stacking the blocks up again.  I felt something shift deep inside me.

“You’re right,” I said.

And even though I was scared, I would end up riding my bike to the pool on that summer morning.  And I would do it again, feeling less afraid with each ride. And I’d stand by the pool and watch a young swim teacher teach Andie how to blow bubbles in the water.   And I’d take the kids to the aquarium in Boston and to visit friends on Cape Cod.  And I’d invite neighbors over for cookouts and croquet and I’d even visit preschools for Andie.  And by the end of that summer, Lee would have installed child seats on the back of both of our bikes and we’d all have ridden to the pool together.

Kasey Mathews About Kasey Mathews

Kasey Mathews (NH) is a mother of two, her son, Tucker born on his due date at an even 8 pounds, and her daughter, Andie born at 25 weeks, weighing 1 pound 11 ounces. Kasey is a writer and author of the memoir, "Preemie: Lessons in Love, Life and Motherhood," in which she openly and honestly writes about her fears and uncertainties as a preemie mom. Kasey considers herself a student in the lessons of everyday life, and regularly observes and finds unexpected meaning in seemingly ordinary events. Her life-lesson stories and much more can be found on her website, www.kaseymathews.com. Follow her on Twitter.

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