My story:
I'm currently a 36 yr old father of two (9 m/o girl & 3 y/o boy) and have been riding motorcycle since I was 7 up at my cottage with dad.
It's an ingrained passion that I couldn't imagine living without. When I turned 16 I got a motorcycle license before my car license. At 18 I bought a CBR600F4i to go alongside my dirt bike at the cottage. I was glued to my CBR, and that year I got it (2002), GTAmotorcycle started up as a tiny message board with very few members. I didn't have any friends that rode, and ended up meeting so many people through here that just further fueled my passion for street riding. By the end of the first year my CBR was written off in a crash with a van, and I got off lucky based on the circumstances (near head-on collision). I'll never forget my mothers angry face and "I told you so" conversation when she saw me in the emergency room for the first time. My entire family forbid me to get a street bike (including my father who got me into them in the first place, and had stopped riding street decades ago due to the dangers). I said at that moment, I'd never ride street again. But within 3 weeks I had bought my next bike, an R6, and a year later at 20 my GSXR1000.
I met my wife 11 years ago when we started dating at age 25 while I had my GSXR1000. She absolutely loved the bike and going on dates with it. As we got to know each other over the years, it became clear that I needed to ride like I needed to breathe. She hated the inherent risk that came with it, but saw the need and understood it, and me. On our first trip out of the country together to Spain, she surprised me with a FZ8 rental where we toured southern Spain for 3 days together with her on the back, which sparked some epic European Alp touring on big 1200 adventure bikes in the years to follow.
More accidents since, including crashing on the track at 180km/hr and most recently getting hit by a BMW driver, she's still 100% supportive. Many of my friends that road were in the same boat as you, as soon as the kids came, the bikes were gone. My wife sweared against ever doing that and she's stayed true to it. In fact, just before our first kid arrived we bought my dream adventure bike (R1200GSA) and rode it two-up to North Carolina, which now sits in the garage alongside the GSXR.
The only thing she asks of me is to be careful and not push it, which I respect. Since having kids, there's a natural part of me that won't allow myself to twist the throttle the same way I used too, my brain is now like an inherent governor that keeps me as safe as can be considering.
Since the kids have come the annual kms on the bikes have gone down significantly. It's funny, when I brought up the thought of maybe selling a bike last year since it's not really practical anymore, my wife looked at me like I was an idiot for even considering it. Funny how things evolve over time.