Baby Ari has been nicknamed King Toothy. He's cut two teeth in the last week, and is working on a third, which will give him a total of eight, four on top and four on bottom. The fourth bottom tooth popped through while we were focused on the third upper tooth, and he barely seemed to notice. The third and fourth upper teeth have been quite an ordeal though. Poor baby has been miserable and had trouble sleeping. He's been drooling so much that he gags on his own spit, and he has a diaper rash too. I've resorted to keeping him dosed up on over the counter meds in addition to herbal remedies. Lots of holding, slinging, nursing and rocking going on too. I just hate when they hurt. At this age, he's just bewildered. He doesn't know why he hurts, or that it's temporary. He just knows he's too miserable to play or sleep.