My own Birthday, February 12, falls only 2 days before Valentine's day. I share my birthday with the legendary Abraham Lincoln and the great Biologist (capitalism on purpose), Charles Darwin. February 12 has always been special for me because I admire both of these men and always acknowledge the two "greats" when mentioning my birthday. Of course, most Americans ignore the greatness of Feburary 12 and instead focus on February 14, Valentine's Day--a day filled with more consumerist possibilities.
When I was in school, my *classes' Valentine's Day party often fell on my birthday, and this annoyed me because not only was I ignored, but Lincoln and Darwin were ignored as well. (Okay, I was mostly annoyed because I was ignored.) Nevertheless, these class Valentine parties helped me understand how those born around Christmas feel.
Now that I'm no longer in school, I've found that a combined Birthday/Darwin Day/Valentine's Day celebration can be A LOT of fun.
I received this amazing pastel drawing in the mail yesterday, from a friend. It's a very meaningful Birthday/Valentine's day gift because it commemorates the time when I tandem nursed my children, a period in my life that lasted 6 months but that I'm glad is now behind me. She didn't plan it this way, but this also works as a weaning present because after 4+ years of breastfeeding babies, and 28 months of nursing Theo, I'm now happy to say that I am no longer lactating.
* I had to look up the possessive forms for class.