We've all been there. Found ourselves stuck on a plane for x hours with a screaming baby nearby. It's not nice, in fact, it's downright unpleasant...but it happens.
There is no perfect life. Our perception of perfect is exactly that: 'our' perception. Not someone else's. So I think it is high time I stopped using the choices I have made for my uterus as a means of judging other women for the choices they have made with theirs.