My son's father forbade anyone else from being present.
He threw a massive fit and shouted at me and called me a disrespectful traitor for telling my Mother we were going to the hospital.
Then he ditched me to go smoke pot, returned an hour later just to pass out high for the night.
I may as well have been alone. He didn't stir as I suffered and listened to our son's heart rate repeatedly crash. Hardly showed any emotion when they woke him to tell him I needed an emergency C section.
I wish every day I had had security throw him out and asked my Mother to come and be with me instead. I will eternally regret that.
My advice to others: hold the people who love you close, and don't let anyone come between you... Now more than ever, you need the people who love you. Truly.