What is the meaning in a dream of floor

I saw my cousin walking up a hill among various kids in uniform, he starts talking to some high schoolers and moves towards a school van that is full of guys( it is similar to one I've seen in my hometown when i was younger). As I leave, i fidget with a ring that was a gift from a friend and it still hurts me at the back. I see two guys in school uniform who were my brothers friends and i don't look at them but definitely saw them. Then suddenly see a couple near a temple like structure. The grooms ring doesn't fit so he tries to fidget with it too and the bride runs towards a jewellery shop and asks for a ring for herself. I am tempted and I also ask for a ring but trip on the doorway. Things probably fell out of my bag. I know the shopkeeper. He smiles and tells me there are no rings only one for the bride. As he picks up things from a box on the floor, I see my gold bangle and say that's mine. But he tells me its from the shop. I tell him of my receipt and call up a college friend (who apparently stays with me) but she has left the house and is going to class with a guy (someone we both hated in college). Then I remember that the gold bangle was bought nearby and the shopkeeper has the receipt too. It is my hometown but different. Then i look at my contacts and think if i should call up my mother

Dream walking up stairs with slippery tiles where I struggled to finish the stairs then I taught of taking off my shoes to try going up the stairs. While almost fini the stairs I met 2 babies crawling downstairs one after the other. I felt bad seeing them crawling downstairs and immediately I asked some ladies who were sitted on the upfloor why they endanger the babies like this. Before finish asking them, one of the babies who was following from back missed one stairs and fall on head. I rushed to help the baby and see if it was alive since I feared it dead. Fortunately the baby was OK . I the saw myself taking the baby and gave it to the lady responsible and I saw the lady throwing the baby to another lady who was near the stairs like she don't care about the baby.

Moving to a warmer more social state and into a larger 2 storey White House. I climbed up a chair and over an old wardrobe to a higher floor, finding 2 larger more spacious and light filled rooms. The furniture nearly toppled, however I worked out how to stabilise them. One I thought of using as an art studio and the other as a bedroom. The house was close to a little coffee stand. I felt excited to move. On the lower floor in the darker rooms was my ex - he was carrying my daughter at a younger age and I wondered why I ever let him near her - she was too vulnerable and I didn’t realise how cruel he was.