For me, Valentine's Day has never been about that one special someone, but rather two special people. On Feb. 14, 1980, my parents received a phone call from a local lab letting them know that they were pregnant. They already had two boys and my mom was hoping desperately for a girl. At that time, finding out what you were having wasn't as big of a deal as it is today. My mom waited nine months and when she gave birth, she was blessed with her baby girl.