There’s a clever little anecdote of a man and his wife on their way to his best buddy’s wedding. They are running very late, but - as fate would have it - as they take the turn onto the dirt road leading to the chapel, they find themselves stuck behind another car going no more than 10 km/h (6 mph). Pretty soon the man’s frustration with the old couple driving the car turns to rage as he starts swearing at them, flashing his lights and honking the horn. As they eventually reach the chapel, the man is surprised to see the old folk turning towards it too. As it turns out, they were transporting the wedding cake on their back seat.
The moral of the story is not to judge others, for you have no clue. Whenever I feel judgement welling up inside me towards another mommy, I quickly remind myself that she’s probably got a cake in the car.