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I had a dream where I adopted a baby boy who I adored more than anything. I don’t remember his name or his face or where he came from but I remember that I loved him. In the dream, my mother decided that I was an unfit parent (fair but like. Rude) and insisted that I return him to where he came from. I cried and begged and cradled him to my chest, but she was resolute and had a fair point so I couldn’t argue with her even as she forced me to betray and abandon my son. Obviously as a person with no problems and a normal relationship with my mother this was random and meant nothing at all.