Contentment?

I think it's safe to say that no one reads my blog anymore, not even me... so I feel comfortable sharing... I'm married now, to a wonderful man. I have an 8 month old baby girl... my Lizzy-boo-bear. She's an angel and so curious. Life seems as though it should be good, should taste sweet each day I rise. But sadly, I feel like there is something missing. A piece of me? I thought I'd find it by reading scriptures and praying more often, that being closer God would fill that gap in my soul, but it's still there. Shouldn't I be content with the life I have chosen? Am I wrong for wanting more out of my life than what I have? For wanting to do more, be more? There is a firestirring inside me, but I feel like I keep trying to extinguish it because I've been told I shouldn't want it... ? Why should I have to stay at home, doing the same thing every day, stuck with no one to socialize with, nothing worthwhile to do? "Oh!" but a voice says, "you SHOULD be happy that you have such a wonderful husband, a beautiful child, a nice place to live, food to eat, family nearby to visit on occasion..." Oh but I am happy with it! Just because I crave something more, does that mean I don't appreciate what I have? NO! I appreciate it, I love it, I enjoy my relationship with my husband, child, and extended family... but that's not what we're talking about... what I'M talking about. I'm talking about this fire, this excitement, this passion that I have welling up inside me! It has no focus, no future, no place to express itself in my life... no corner to call home... so there it sits, on a chair, inside my heart, shivering from excitement and anticipation for the day it can stand up and burst forth form my soul to express what it's been trying to for years and years. I don't know what that will look like, or when that day will come... but it must come. It must burst forth or drive me mad trying to understand why it can't come out yet... It's creating a vacuum... I feel like it just keeps sucking in it's breath, holding, waiting, creating a void of silence, of anticipation... Why does it have to wait so long?