My younger brother was born April 10, 1947 and died April 20, 1947.  I have not doubt that he is with the Lord.  I have seen him in a dream with my mother who died in 2004.
 
In 1970, I lost a baby (notice I did not say a fetus) in my first tri-mester.  Actually before I was even able to see a gynecologist, I lost my baby.  I know I will see him in Heaven.  He was not just a blob of cells.  He was a baby and I mourned the loss of that child.
 
Years later, I had a friend who experienced the same thing about the same time in her pregnancy.  I was able to comfort her in her loss.  God never gives us more than we can bear and He always uses it for His glory.
 
Dawn