Sometime during the teenage years people start to be fixated on the firsts in their lives. Our culture places a lot of value on the firsts, especially for women – your first prom, kiss, day at college, whatever. The big two are your wedding day and the first baby. Then, when the wedding is over and the baby is actually here, in all its drooly glory, it becomes all about the many firsts of the baby – diaper change, bath, tooth, laugh, smile, solid food. They go really fast and are super exciting when the baby is young, but it slows down quite a bit after the first year; those firsts just seem more like evolution instead of baby book memories. So while I’m anticipating these firsts with Julia, I don’t really look for them with Hazel anymore. Tonight one actually came about, though, one that I can’t believe we have overlooked until this point!
See, a lot of the food I love the best is verboten in pregnancy: moldy cheeses, raw oysters, caffeine (yeah, that’s a whole food GROUP), rare steaks & burgers, wine, raw bean sprouts. It doesn’t seem like a lot, but in my two pregnancies I have had to find myself being hyper vigilant because I apparently eat this stuff kind of a lot. Anyway, so while I’m pregnant I mourn for the foods I love and get a little depressed about the foods I crave. Now, at the very end of my pregnancy, Amos decided that I should at least have something good, and we decided on a burger. I refuse to order these out because if they are cooked to the temp that I need to nuke the creepy, fetus-killing bacteria, the burger turns into a little hockey puck of what we have named “meat gum.” It’s grosser than it sounds. Amos took pity & made a delicious, pink-free burger for me tonight. We were setting up for dinner when I realized that Hazel has never had a burger! This would be her first one, even if it had to be deconstructed for her tiny hands to handle. She, of course, LOVED it, just like Amos and I both did. My husband can seriously cook, you guys. We had burgers with sharp cheddar, a little wilted asparagus, and fresh strawberries and Greek yogurt for dessert. I think it was the best meal of 2011 (so far – just wait until I’m not gestating!).
Hazel's First Burger
I think she likes it.