Share an opinion about child-rearing, breastfeeding, housecleaning, deity worshipping, or shoe shopping, and you’re bound to be accused of judging someone else’s choice. Especially if you’re a woman. Especially if you write about your choices for a living. When I write about my choices, I’m writing about my choices. Not your choices. That’s a lot of choices, but I hope my point is clear. When it comes to this sort of thing generally, I’m embracing the motto of the ever-wise Amy Poehler and repeating, “Good for you, not for me.” I hope this does the trick for you, too.