In my dream my wife and I found a toddler with a bad guy on it’s leg. No one wanted the child. We had the child looked at by a doctor, all seemed normal after that..until my deceased parents appeared..my mother was sick and my father was trying to re assure her and the people in the room everything was ok.
While trying to tend to my mother, I kept worrying about the baby. I checked on the child and noticed the wound was healing, but the wound was larger than I thought. Then I woke up. My parents have been for a number of years, and I never had a child of my own.