For the last few weeks the baby inside her had been making itself felt.

She looked down at Bob and saw that the baby had made no difference.

The baby made a second, smaller well of its own.

On the other hand, maybe the mother and baby didn't make it.

"We were so happy for her when this baby finally made it into the world."

There is nothing like having a baby to make you fall in love with your partner all over again.

The baby made a sound, less than a cry, maybe a question.

But two slave women, a boy, and a baby did not make much sense.

When a baby makes them three, I get the feeling they will be great, hands-on parents as well.

Oh, that dog and baby are making a huge mess.