Why the is entire analogy is stupid:
Because a woman’s uterus isn’t like sharing an apartment.
Pregnancy means morning sickness (which itself is a damn lie…it is all day sickness for like 4 months for those women lucky enough to wind up with morning sickness). For those not familiar, imagine a hang over without the night out…that last for months. And you still have to go to work, raise kids, go to school, etc while ALSO growing a human.
Oh…and then there’s a list of things you can’t eat, drink, do. Lunch meat? Nope. Fish? Nope. Alcohol? Absolutely not. Caffeine? Nope.
And guess what? Completely random things…like the smell of ketchup? Or a dish detergent? Yeah…suddenly they make you sick.
Then, there are hormones. Anger, sadness, melancholy - all OUT OF CONTROL - because your body is pumping out an incredible amount of hormones for two humans.
Oh, your hair falls out and your teeth become incredibly sensitive. (You also are advised to go to the dentist and get them cleaned…but you can’t get any real dental work done because you are growing a human…and no one wants to risk harming that human)
Oh…do you pee maybe 3-4 times a day? Well…now you pee 25 times a day.
Your clothes and shoes don’t fit - so you have to go buy different clothes and shoes - that you’ll only wear for a short period of time - so you can keep going to work, school, out in public…and keep doing ALL the things you typically do…while growing a human.
At some point, you have to go drink a completely nasty “glucose” drink and sit in a doctors office having your blood drawn X number of times to determine if growing a human is causing you to be diabetic. If it is, you’ll now have to eliminate foods from your diet, potentially take insulin…all while continuing to do all the things you did before growing a human, losing mobility (and sleep) due to growing a human…and wearing clothes that fit weird.
If you’re lucky, growing a human won’t impact your heart and circulatory system - but for some women it does. They get to start taking blood pressure medication and having to attend a bunch of doctor appointments where they get blood work and hooked up to machines - to monitor just how well their body is doing growing a human while doing all the other things they did before growing a human.
If their body isn’t doing so well, then the woman has to take off from a job and do “bed rest” or “modified bed rest”…which means no income while growing the human unless they qualify for govt assistance.
Oh…and when you get to the end of the “9 months”, you either get the painful experience of childbirth OR you get your abdomen sliced open. Joy of all joys there! Nothing says fun like either having 5 people staring at your vagina and probing it OR being basically tied down to a table and sliced open through every layer or fat and muscle in your abdomen. Yay!
Then you get to bleed for WEEKS and experience your uterus contracting in an attempt to going back to its original size and all of your internal organs settling back into old (new) places after having been shoved around for months while growing a human. PLUS while going through all of this? You now have a TINY human that is 100% dependent on you for everything, still, and doesn’t know what sleeping is.
I’ve had PLENTY of roommates in my life - and two were completely awful.
There is absolutely NOTHING in this world that compares to pregnancy and childbirth. Or the “4th trimester” with an infant.
So…your analogy is stupid. Anyone using that kind of analogy has absolutely ZERO idea what pregnancy means.
Keep the government out of women’s uterus. Pregnancy isn’t nice or fun or even simply inconvenient. Pregnancy can flat out be awful, permanently damaging and even deadly. Even the easiest pregnancies are hard.
If a woman doesn’t want to be pregnant, that is HER choice and her choice alone. Considering not a single biological man has ever or will ever experience it - It’s a joke that so many have opinions about it.
If men were the ones that had to carry babies, there would be as many abortion clinics as there are Starbucks or McDonalds.