I don't remember my first meals with my first two kids - just that I was starving and it tasted so good! With my third, he was born in the middle of the night and the hospital cafeteria was closed. My dh had worked all day and was up half the night with me and was sound asleep. I ate graham crackers and orange juice from the nurses station.
I was so starving and I felt bad waking my dh up to go get me food. After my 4th, I just felt awful so I didn't eat until breakfast. (middle of the night birth too.) My mom had made something wonderful and the midwives and everyone loved it, I just couldn't eat. I was really looking forward to that first meal too. Oh well.