I'm still trying to lose the weight I gained with my pregnancies, and have embarked on another mental bargain with myself to limit my food intake. Before babies, I never had a problem, so I never learned to be a disciplined eater. It was simply "open mouth, insert food." I did have one trait, though, which I truly believe is the difference between someone who struggles with weight and someone who does not. In pre-kid days, I'd eat until I was no longer hungry. Something switched in my metabolism with pregnancy though, and now I eat until I'm full. It's a subtle difference, but a real one. I was thinking of it today because, while I'm not hungry, I'm simply desperate for food. In addition to craving a sensation of satiety in my stomach, my mouth wants something, anything, to help me take my mind off work I don't want to do, fatigue I wish I didn't feel, and a sort of nagging sense of dissatisfaction that no doubt comes from sugar withdrawal.