Aside from the heart-shaped celebrations I'd plan for elementary school children, I was never much for Valentine's Day (until I got married). I wasn't against it, per se, it just bored me. Even now, most of the traditional Valentine’s gifts — flowers, cards, all that — aren't really my thing, especially once I had a little baby and little patience for more stuff cluttering my house. As a constantly hungry breastfeeding mom, though, I can support the chocolate, and all the other things every breastfeeding mom really wants for Valentine's Day.
Because making milk and chasing a toddler all day is hungry, exhausting work, the most romantic things anyone can get me revolve around stuff I can eat, stuff to wear that makes me comfortable, more stuff I can eat, and opportunities to rest. As for February 14th, in our house we now observe Valenswine's Day, to express our love for each other through our shared love of tasty pork. (There's also some sweets and treats of other kinds, too, because of course. And a nap, please and thanks.)