Just a little history behind what might have caused the dream. My brother died of crib death when I was 2 and from what I know from my mom she is RH negative and my dad was positive so all of her births had some issues. My older brother who is 11 months older than me had severe retardation, I was a placenta previa baby and had to be resuscitated at birth, my brother a year younger is the one who died, however my mom also had my other brother when I was 3 years old and he had to have a full blood transfusion.
My recurring nightmare was my dad and I in a cabin in the woods (I never went to a cabin), it was dark and dreary, I was in my room when I heard a baby crying so knowing I always helped my mom feed the baby I leaped up and looked around for my mom, I only found my dad who was staring out the window at the trees. I kept hearing the baby so I followed the sound (I think I knew I was dreaming because I didn't see my mom and knew we didn't have a cabin) I went outside and it was damp and wet with a lot of trees, I didn't see any neighbors. I kept following the sound wondering where it was coming from when I saw a box on the wall, like an electrical box and I opened it up and inside was a dead baby, yet the crying was piercing my ears. In my dream I told my dad and he told me I could never tell anyone. (My dad was on a Coast Guard cutter when my brother died) Spooked me more than any and it was always the same. It was one I couldn't control but it eventually went away but I heard crying babies for years, especially when I gave birth to my son.