I'm tired of carrying our deen alone at home

I love him, and everyone says he is a good man. He provides, he laughs with the kids, he fixes the leaking tap without being asked. But when it comes to faith, I am always the one doing the lifting. I wake early and wake the children for fajr alone, I book the halaqa, I teach the duas, I remind him about Ramadan intentions. He never leads a prayer, never opens a surah with the family, and I am exhausted. I feel thankful, yes, but also hollow and sometimes resentful. Has anyone else lived this? How did you carry it, or change it, without breaking the home?