cinnnamon baby bread

I dreamed last night that I was holding a woman's new born baby in my hands. Except this is how it looked. It was inside of a piece of cinnamon bread, swirrled from the center to the outside edges, with the baby's head in the middle. It fit in the palm of my hand. The baby's body was very delicately packed into the swirl of the bread and I tried to unpack the baby for the lady, but it was hard to not break the baby. Then I kept misplacing the baby - it was so tiny. I had to search for it 2 different time. I felt like a horrible person. The woman never got mad at me, she just kept crying because the doctor told her the baby would probably die soon. I thought "I have lost the dying baby."