I had to laugh at "new fangled ideas about co-sleeping", considering that was a huge thing back in 1996, when my daughter was born. And, it was also big in the 1970's when I was a child. My babysitter had a family bed, and was a long haired hippie type who never shaved her legs. And she let us "express ourselves" by running around naked and throwing spaghetti at the ceiling. I thought she was SO cool! (Still do, actually, though I never actually fulfilled my childhood ambition of growing up to be just like her.)
And my grandpa used to call me "kiddo". I looked up the etymology and it dates back to 1893!

Preggers is comparatively newer... it was coined in the early 1940's.
Sooo... exactly how old ARE you?
In any case, yes, I do judge. I don't like people who are mean or cruel or who deliberately set out to hurt other people, and I harshly judge people I see acting that way.
But I also try to always follow two rules...
1.
Assume good intentions. Does this person
mean to be hurtful? Is there another way to interpret their words or actions? Get the full story before deciding they're awful.
2. Ask myself, "
Is anyone in immediate danger?" If the answer is no, then I need to mind my own business. This particularly applies to parenting decisions, religious beliefs, fashion choices, personal appearance and how people choose to organize their personal lives.
That said, I can definitely be sarcastic. And I love to argue... I mean, "debate".

Doesn't mean I'm negatively judging the people I spar with, though. I generally think most people I interact with are just fine, as individuals, even when we don't agree.