DH was an avid biker in his teens and early twenties. He gradually gave it up and there was no bike when we met. About a year in to our relationship he brought another bike which became a labour of love as he painstakingly restored it. He then started going out more regularly on it. He's since brought a second bike. He doesn't take the piss- prior plans and arrangements come before the bike and spending is fairly limited.
The problem is recently I feel sick with fear every time he goes out on the bike. I'm 30weeks pregnant and terrified of him not coming home in one piece. It bothers me so much now I'm a nervous wreck, used to be fine and happily pillion on the back. I've worked in a&e and seen first hand what happens to even the most sensible of riders.
I've tried to explain this to him. He gives lots of reassurance but he loves riding and won't give it up. I think if I completely put my foot down he would stop but then I feel like I'm forcing him in to it. AIBU to ask him to pack it in?