Meghan Markle, the Duchess of Sussex, and her daughter Princess Lilibet had a tender conversation during their first trip abroad following their resignation from royal duties.
Motherhood has a darker side, as Meghan Markle is discovering.
During her and Prince Harry’s three-day tour in Nigeria on May 10, the Duchess of Sussex couldn’t resist sharing a sweet conversation she had with their 2-year-old daughter Princess Lilibet while visiting with pupils at the Lightway Academy.
Meghan said to a kindergarten class, “Our daughter, Lili, she’s much, much tinier than you guys,” according to People. She will turn three soon. And a few of weeks prior, all she would see when she looked at me was my eye’s reflection. She then says, “Mama, I see myself in you.”
Now that she was speaking so literally, the 42-year-old acknowledged. But my interpretation of those words was quite different. “Yes, I do see myself in you, and you see me in you,” I thought to myself.
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