We wanted to start a family and thought now was as good as a time as any honestly.
She is also trying to change me per-say she wants me to sell my two Sportsbikes and stop riding and I guess this is probably where a lot of the not good parts of the relationship and fighting are coming from. I haven't ever had a wreck and I don't ride dumb and have been riding since I was 17 and am very responsible with it and all of a sudden since the wedding planning got underway and what have you she has been riding me to sell them and stop riding because she feels like I am gonna get seriously injured or something on them. I mean I don't understand why this is becoming an issue now when it wasn't before. And I have asked her about it but she can't give me a reason as to why.
Uh, you just wrote that she is worried about you getting hurt. You are going to be her husband and a father. She loves you. You want to leave her at the starting gate after you filled her gas tank up with a high test baby.
Wake up kid. Read what you write.
Riding a hot sport bike takes quick reflexes and a quick mind. You have to be quick witted to read life's curves ahead of you. Careless cage drivers always win when you come into contact with them.
She may be aware of your under powered common sense. You are quick off the line. Very quick. Your mid-range mind power needs a re-map. Top end is bad, I think you have a couple of bad plugs. You are not firing on all cylinders. And the noise coming out of your voice box is rattling the windows on TAM headquarters. The mechanics at TAM are confused. Some want you to scrap your fiancee, some want you to get riding lessons, I want to throttle you......back to sanity.
Your mind is on sport bikes. Very immature. She knows the way you ride and she has heard all the tales of you riding down side-streets at 120 mph and you leaving Jaguars, Porches, and Corvettes in your wake.
Your pregnant fiancee's mind is on the future. Who has the common sense here. Marry her and take damn good care of her. On the bikes, do not sell them. Keep them parked until your age equals [1/3 minus 10 years] of their top speed. God, I hope yours is not a Hayabusa.