The hospital in which I bore my first child pushed the bf agenda to a great magnitude whereupon they would wake me up to make me get my boob out and take sleeping baby, wake him up and perform the task to "make sure I was doing it right".
A 22 year old girl who'd never had kids before calling herself an "international lactation consultant" led the charge. She was very gung ho and also quite clueless. In the end, I said no and she put in a report about me refusing to feed my child.
It wasn't until my DH stepped in and threatened to take action when the staff backed off.
A horrible experience. Thank god I had back up.
I hope the husband sues the pants off of that hospital.