It's funny that you wrote this today, as I was just going to write a post about the same thing. I lost my baby, and although I only had her a year, our family does not feel complete anymore. My husband was looking to find a new baby the night Sophie died, thinking that would lessen my terrible grief. I was almost upset with him for even thinking I could love another Yorkie ever again.
Of course I didn't let him buy one that night. I told him someday I might want another one, but it might take me a really long time. I am 32 years old, and I have never lost a pet in the manner I did- only a few childhood pets that had passed after I left for college from old age. So, I had no idea what my timeline would be for moving on.
Then, a strange thing happened. I am sure many of you are going to think I shouldn't have even been looking- maybe you are right. I am a stay-at-home mom, and my husband is an airline pilot, so I spend many hours alone in my house. When my husband left for his trip, the silence and loneliness was unbearable. I turned on my computer and seriously spent about 5 hours on here while my son was at school. I had no idea what I was up against! The prices, the sizes, shipping, deposits, teacup, baby doll, oh my- you are all probably laughing at (with) me right now.
I thought, now I am really stressed. Out of all of these beautiful puppies, how can I pick one that will even hold a candle to my (in my mind) perfect little lost girl. I turned my laptop off, and decided the time was not right yet.
Now for the strange thing. So, the next day-(yesterday), I got on the Dallasmorningnews.com web site. This is where I had found my baby a year ago. There were 30 ads, many from out of state, but I decided I wanted a local baby that I could go see first, just to see if the connection was there. I called only one ad, an ad offering just 2 puppies; a boy and a girl. An older lady answered, and said she only had the girl- she was twice the price that the boy had been. We started talking, and after I enquired about the pup, (she is going to be small, parents on site, apparently she "prances", she is 12 weeks old, she shares the same birthday as my Sophie did) she started my interview. I told her about our family, about my daily life, and then about Sophie's tragedy. There was a long pause, and I thought I had definitely been disqualified from this job
Then she said, "I think you are the one that is supposed to have my baby girl." She went on to say she had received many calls, and she had not felt they had been right for her puppy. We were both in tears, and we continued to talk for half an hour. She has bred and shown Yorkies for 15 years on a very small basis. Recently, she had back-to-back back surgeries, and is in excruciating pain on a daily basis. Even through the pain, you could hear the love and pride for her dogs.
So, long story short- sorry to bore you all- I used to write for a magazine and I let the words get away from me sometimes- I am going to meet this little one today. She might not be the one, I don't know. I am going with an open mind and an open heart. I will write when I get home.
For the original poster, do what makes you happy. Don't worry about what people might think or say- I for one will totally understand if you want a new baby right now.