Divorce? Over this?

We’ve had a joint bank account since 2007. We were separated for some time but still shared a bank account. We ended up separating banks for 5 months before getting back together as a married couple. We waited to go joint again because we still had issues to work through. So fast forward a few months, I’m pregnant again with our third, and we decide to sell our home and buy a newer, bigger house. The money from home sale goes into his account. We bought furniture and paid some bills. It’s gone as far as I been told. Okay. I am now 8 months pregnant and stop working due to preterm labor. I asked to be added to his bank again so I can have a debit card for gas, food etc etc. and to manage bills. I manage money well. He refused multiple times, so angry that it gets to the point every time of disrespect, middle fingers up, bringing up my deceased mother, name calling and says he will never share banks again or a phone line. But he will share a new baby and new mortgage account and everything else a married couple shares EXCEPT THIS? He then tries to claim he didn’t know I’d become pregnant even though our child was planned. so my radar is on high alert. Why? I bring it up one more time. I couldn’t even pick up the Sunday paper because I had no money. I am a couponer and try to save money. I remind him that if we got on a family plan like we had for over ten years...we’d pay less in phone service. Again- he is angry, disrespectful and says no. This morning I asked for printed out statements because why is it a big deal? I want print outs of where every penny from the sale of our house went since I had no access to it. He says verbatim : “ Id divorce you before I do that”

Me asking to be added to have a joint bank account is SO serious that I’m being threatened with divorce at 8 months pregnant? It’s that serious? We’re married, bought a new house, have 2 other children, we share everything. But Why can’t I have a debit card ?

Then he calls ME CRAZY. And that he is going to divorce me and won’t deal with me any more. I just needed to vent as I have no one to talk to. And I’m afraid this stress will affect my unborn. I feel so low.