At first when I heard of UC, I was shocked and thought it was crazy, but the more I learned, the more I liked the idea. It isn't just cheaper, but safer to have the baby at home when the mom is low risk (and you've researched complications to be aware of real problems and what to do, or of course if you have a midwife). It took my husband longer to get on board, but after he read most of the books I had (including a childbirth emergancy book), he agreed with me. He'd still like a midwife backup, but only to come in the room if he asked her to and only to intervene while we wait for an ambulance. Basically, only for a serious emergancy.
One of the things I read (in Orgasmic Birth) is that negativity and stress hurt the laboring process. I concluded that they are not good for the pregnant woman either. I tried to talk about wanting a UC when I became pregnant, but my friends and family just couldn't hear me, couldn't believe it was safe. After several repetitions of this, I was getting frustrated and upset. My step mother unfollwed me on fb because she "couldn't deal with the stress." I was so hurt and upset by this (I mean, thank goodness I don't have cancer or something that actually is life-threatening!).
I finally decided to lie to everyone and say I have a midwife, because I'm in no state to deal with their negativity any further. Even now with that, my dad (who used to deliver babies when I was little) said he'd rather I have the baby in the hospital.
Part of me would like to share the birth with my Mom, but I can't imagine her not freaking out (like the first time I mentioned it) and then running off to tell my dad. I almost think at this point, I will never be able to tell them the truth. I really hate that. It saddens me to the bone, but what else is there to do? I'm not changing my mind, not before or after, and I'm not up to the fight.