I can remember saying that, crying, laying on the hospital bed. We had just had our son. He was not alive.
My husband's response, through tears, with a half smile on his face, "Don't be sorry, you have given me everything I have ever wanted, a son. I love you, Sarah", he kissed my forehead, and hugged me.
The only thing I could think was yes, I gave you a son, but he was dead.