Congratulations, OP 
When I had DD, the woman in the bed next to mine on the post-natal ward decided that it was appropriate to play music on a portable CD player which her OH had brought in for her whenever her baby cried - perhaps to try to drown it out? This would have been fine, I guess, if it wasn't the middle of the night and the rest of us weren't on a ward with her. She woke all of the sleeping babies/mums up, and a couple of midwives came hurtling down the ward to her cubicle, stuck their heads in and told her that it was inappropriate, disturbing everyone else and to turn the music off. I remember that she was quite pissy about this... because her curtains were drawn around her bed, so the rest of us wouldn't be able to hear the music, and didn't we/the midwives understand that she needed the baby to get used to the music, because she loved the band, and... and... and...! All well and good if she'd been a teenage mum (which, at the time, I was, before anyone thinks I'm judging!) but she was old enough to have given birth to me and, from what I could gather, had other kids at home. I sometimes wonder if that baby grew up liking the same band as its mum...
When I had DS, a few years later, in the ante-natal ward where we were all in various stages of active labour, all waiting for a delivery room to become free, the mum in the bed opposite me was head down and arse up in the air, obviously in excrutiating pain, and crying for someone to help her. Her OH was just sat next to her bed, ignoring her. She gave birth on that bed shortly after, when I and a couple of the other mums had done as her OH perhaps ought to have and wandered off to try to get the (horrendously busy) midwives to help her in some way - with her OH bleating pitifully that she "should have said something"! The mum in the next bed to mine and I just looked at one another with raised eyebrows at the time. I hope she left him. She and her (thankfully healthy) little boy deserved someone who paid attention to what was happening to them.