When my daughter was two years old, she started in a private Day Care with two day care workers. She was there for 2 or 3 months and the day care worker just told me out of the blue that she didn't have any place for my daughter anymore because her husband was hurt. I was working at the time and I didn't have any place to put her. I went to the CPE, it's government funded, where my daughters name was on a list for while. I basically begged them to find me a spot because I was going back to work, my mom was going back to work, my dad, and my husband. And I remember because I was on the waiting list for so long, that I was close to being chosen, so I was very lucky and grateful to get her in, otherwise I would not have been able to work. And that would have made life impossible.