I have a brother who wears the largest hat size and I wear the second to smallest. I’m pretty sure my mother gave me formula and soft baby foods when I was an infant. I read a diary of hers of my first year and I was sick almost every week and they fed me garbage! As an adult, I have a small jaw and my tongue doesn’t rest easily at the roof of my mouth. I tend to mouth breathe most of the time and I do catch colds easily, even when I’m eating healthy. I snore a lot like my father, who needs a cpap machine. I probably also need one and need to go to a sleep clinic. How unfortunate so much of our life is dictated by things in the early stages where we have no control.