I dreamt I was in a restaurant with people that I used to work with. However they were in a sense rejecting me and I didn't feel welcomed, I felt like I didn't belong. Outside was a busy street crowded with people, and it was night. I went outside and a baby caught my eye, she was small probably about age 2. She was dressed like a punk rocker, she even was wearing makeup. I saw her and felt the sense that she was most likely being judged for not looking like a typical baby. She saw me and came up to me and wanted me to pick her up to hug and hold her. She was a happy baby, and I did pick her up and felt proud and happy that she wanted my love, I felt that she loved me. I held her and was wondering where her parents were. I looked around but no one seemed to be looking for her. I carried her back inside the diner, and that is all I can recall. Maybe the baby was me? Interested in interpretations.