I was induced at night, and my husband was not allowed to stay, as I was in a ward on the post natal floor. I went into labor at 1 a.m. and they wouldn't let him come until 8 in the morning, so I labored alone for 7 hours. Had they actually moved me down to the delivery floor he would have come sooner, but they didn't think I was far enough along (even though I was almost 7 cm by the time they took me down to the delivery floor). I was not happy.
Our son was born at 1 pm and my mom and husband were allowed to stay until 8 at night, then had to go home, and he couldn't come back until 9 or 10 the next morning. Short of a private room (and even then he may not be allowed to stay) you have no choice. One of he women in my recovery ward came in at 11:30 pm and her husband literally had to say goodbye and leave, and this was probably 2 hours after she had their baby.
This was extremely similar to mine. I was induced at 6pm at night, and DH had to leave the antenatal ward at 8:30pm. I started having contractions at around 11pm. The midwives said I couldn't have DH or my doual come until I was transferred to the labor ward and was in "active labor." It sucked. But 3:30am, I was having contractions 3 minutes apart and they were pretty intense. The midwives wouldn't even do an internal "until morning," which pissed me off because they had no idea how dilated I was. I labored completely alone, walking the halls of a dark ward for hours and hours, and spent a lot of time strapped to the heart rate monitors.
The midwives changed shifts at around 7am, and one of the new midwives was super nice. She stayed with me and realized that I was in active labor. She also noticed the heart rate monitors were really erratic and called an OB to check them out. Within 20 minutes, I was being transferred to the labor ward. It wasn't time for "visiting hours," but I was sick of the crap and called my husband. Luckily we lived close to the hospital, as I was going in for an emergency c-section an hour later. Our baby was born at 9:32am, and my husband was with me the whole time I was on the labor ward and during the c-section. My doula lived farther away, and made it just as we were coming out of surgery. So...complete waste of money hiring her, unfortunately.
After that, I was transferred to the postnatal ward. It was a shared room with five other ladies and their babies. Visiting hours ended at 8:30pm and DH had to leave. I was on my own to take care of the baby all night. The first night was really rough, as I was still recovering from surgery and had a catheter and stuff. Yet, I was still expected to get up and take the baby down the hall to change nappies, etc. It's all a bit of a blur, to be honest.
Honestly, not the greatest experience. I would be very adamant about your wishes and assertive about your husband being there. I had planned a natural water birth at the midwife center, but my plans went to hell after I failed to go into labor naturally and had to be induced just over 42 weeks. I am sure it would've been an entirely different experience if I hadn't had to be induced.