Is there life out there, so much she hasn't done

Listening to country music while I was already hormonal was the first mistake.  I'm kind of a sap anyway, and when you add the moodiness that the extra rush of estrogen brings on, it's a bad scene.

She married when she was twenty/she thought she was ready, now she's not so sure
She thought she'd done some living/now she's just wondering what she's living for
Now she's feeling like there's something more
Like so many girls of my age, I always dreamed of finishing school and getting married and raising my children while following some fulfilling career.  Except the school-girl dreams don't factor in how to handle the nights and weekends when he is working and you are at home with the kids.  And going out for happy hour is a production because you can't get a babysitter on the spur of the moment.  I've never been single in the workplace- I was engaged before I started working.

She's always lived for tomorrow, she's never learned how to live for today
She's dying to try something foolish, to do something crazy, to just get away
Something for herself for a change...
There's a place in the sun where she's never been
where life is fair and time is a friend...
When The Daughter was a baby, The Husband was playing softball twice a week during the summer, and bowling one night a week during the fall and spring, and had music rehearsal on at least one other night all year round.  Sometimes there were baseball games, and music performances.   My outings were few and far between, and hard to schedule based on all the committments he had already made all the time, especially once we had another baby.  And no matter how many times he told me that he was happy to take care of the kids for me to go out with work friends, or my sister, or whatever, there never seemed to be a time that had been left open for me to do so.  Until I was suddenly staring at being over 30 and already being defined as someone's wife and someone's mother and someone's secretary, and nothing else.

Would she do it the same as she did back then?
She looks out her window and wonders again
Is there life out there, so much she hasn't done
Is there life beyond her family and her home
She's done what she should, should she do what she dares?
She doesn't want to leave, she's just wondering if there's life out there