Too good to be true

My husband said to me one night as we lay in bed that we had a third child on the way and with a growing family we couldn't live like two strangers in the house. He said that he apologized for anything that made us get to this point and that he wanted us to move beyond it. He said that it is a weak spiritual life that led "both of us" to this point and that we needed to get back on track. Well if that sounded too good to be true, that we were possibly turning a corner, then it really was! I'm thinking that convo came out more of a physical need that evening than an actual desire to make amends. Making amends would require an effort to make the situation better, not simply tolerating me. That is exactly how I feel...like I'm being "tolerated" - not loved, not cared for, not cherished - none of that. Simply, tolerated. And yet not even that...perhaps if I was being tolerated he'd show an iota of care for a full time working, 7 month pregnant wife who shoulders the bulk of the responsibility for providing for this family???

Lord help me!