Is this all?

Ever wonder if every day is going to play out exactly the same as the day before? It seems like this is my new reality. Every day is wake up, make coffee, feed baby, kiss my husband goodbye until the evening. From then it's my job to keep my kids from fighting. Keep them fed and enriched.

Ugh I'm just oh.ver.it. I'm bored and I'm afraid that every day of the rest of my life is going to play out exactly the same.

Maybe it's just been a long summer.