With my first child, there were a lot of complications that I hadn't counted on, like an emergency c-section and the baby being taken to the level 2 nursery to be put on antibiotics. But I was still determined to breastfeed her, and I told the nurses and doctors and everybody, even gave them copies of my birth plan with the breastfeeding part in BIG letters. Despite all that, the pediatrician still told the nurses to give her a bottle and a pacifier, and didn't even discuss it with me! My daughter was over 8 hours old before I really got to see her or hold her, and even then they refused to bring her to my room; I had to get in a wheelchair and have someone roll me down to the nursery. And I had to wait while THEY decided when I could come see her! When I got there and tried to breastfeed her, the nurses told me "Well, she may not be hungry right now, we gave her a bottle a little while ago." I asked them why and they said she had gotten hungry and the pediatrician told them to give her a bottle. I asked them why they didn't come get me and they just gave me these dumb stares. So things didn't go so well. She was always a very sleepy baby, and I was having major problems with (undiagnosed) PPD, so after about two months I ended up giving up. About a month after that I tried to relactate, but the LCs at the hospital had absolutely NO idea what they were doing, and I just couldn't find the support and help I needed, so I gave up again.
When I got pregnant with my son (found out the day that my dd turned 1 year old LOL) I was determined to breastfeed him! So I switched pediatricians and OBs and made my wishes VERY clear to all of them. Fortunately I found an OB who was very pro-breastfeeding and a pediatrician who's supportive of whatever the parent decides on that count, even though he did encourage every parent to at least try. So things went much more smoothly that time. My son was born by planned c-section, and since the anesthesiologist did things right this time with the epidural, I got to hold my son in my room just a few hours later. He latched on right away, and everything went perfectly after that! I know part of it was more experience on my part, but having all those supportive people around helped tremendously! He stayed in my room almost 24/7 for the rest of the time I was there (the hospital hesitated to let him stay in my room, but I signed a waiver saying they weren't responsible if something happened to him while he was with me). The only times he left my side were when he had to go have tests done, and one time when the nurses thought that I would get more rest with him in the nursery. HAH! I didn't sleep at all until I had him back in my arms and had him latched on and nursing well. So after that, I only let them take him for tests. And when we got home, things still went great. I bought a sling and just carried him with me everywhere. I became a pro at NIP and co-sleeping, and I wasn't nearly as rested with my DD as I was with him. Now I'm looking forward to TTC and nursing again.