I had fantastic support at my maternity hospital. They were fully committed to breast feeding (a UNICEF baby friendly hospital that actaully meant it). They put a lot or resource in to it - to counter the fact that Glasgow has such dreadful breast feeding rates.
There were ante natal breast feeding workshops you could go along to, which were run by the two full time breast feeding counsellors/midwives emplyed by the hosptial to which they also got a couple of breast feeding mums to come along, to "tell it out it really is".
Ds was a reluctant feeder, and wouldn't latch on, so every time he needed feeding, I would ring for help. Sometimes it would take a while to arrive (especially at night) - but I realsied that that was usually becasue they were dealing with another wee sod (sorry, little darling) who refused to lrefused to latch on. In the five days I spent in hospital (ds needed light therapy), only one midwife was a bit abrupt - and even then, she still (reluctantly) gave me the support I required.
The breast feeding counsellors also ran a weekly support group, to which they also got other professionals along as required/requested - eg the paediatricians/dietician. You could get your baby weighed there - so I was able to avoid regular contact with HVs - just in case I came across misguided ones who would try to "support" me by suggesting supplementing with formula.
When ds wasn't gaining weight, they had him checked by the paeditrician on call and loaned me an electric expressing machine and gave me advice on waking him up to feed him at night etc. I was never under pressure to give him formula. When he still didn't gain weight (having been born near the 91st centile, he took 7 weeks to regain birth weight and then gained weight SOOOOO slowly that he dropped out the growth charts), they referred me to the consultant paediatrician - just as a precaution, as they agreed that he wasn't "failing to thrive". The consultant took one look at this manifestly happy, healthy and alert baby, told me to stop worrying about the growth charts and to stop being bothered about the faff of expressing (although I did continue, as it was useful skills as I was going back to work when ds was 4 months old), and asked what my dad (a former colleague of his) was up to.
I repaid the favour by being one of the "breast feeding mums" at later workshops - and just as I had been inspired by the mum who had struggled with a breast refuser (she ended up feeding through nipple shields - which worked for her ds - for 6 months), I apparently inspired others.
The breast feeding counsellors/midwives said that ds was a classic case of a NON failure to thrive baby who didn't follow the growth charts. In other words, they are NOT tablets of stone and you should look at the whole baby.
I ended up feeding ds for 13 months.
Ds is now a happy, healthy 4.5 year old, on the 75th centile for height and just under the 50th for weight.