I am so sorry for your loss. There is no grief like that which accompanies losing your baby. Our youngest daughter died when she was 17 days old. She had Trisomy 13; almost always fatal. We learned of it early in the pregnancy. We brought her home with us, learned to feed her with a tube and she died peacefully, with us, at home. I know this is such a difficult time for you and your husband; for me, it was harder once the "shock" wore off. We went on to have a son 15 months after our Kathleen died; he is very healthy, big, beautiful. I tell you this so you don't give up; another baby will never replace your baby boy. Sometimes when I hold Mikey (our boy) and rock him (yes, rock him even though he's a 40 lb. 3 year-old), I say a prayer and pretend I'm rocking Kathleen, too. It sounds a little crazy, but when you visit your baby's grave, talk to him, tell him you miss him and wish he was with you; tell him how much "mommy and daddy love him". You'll feel connected. Some days will be better for you, some worse. Time doesn't heal all wounds; but it "softens" them. Please believe me. I'll say a prayer for you, your husband and your baby....I chose to believe our Kathleen has a new friend in heaven, your son.