Once again, Meghan Markle is pulling her sly PR stunts, this time messing with her kids’ identities. And just like I called it last time she tried this, it’s only stirring up more questions than answers.
You know the questions I’m talking about—the ones we’re all dying to ask but the mainstream media won’t touch with a ten-foot pole. Are these kids really hers, or was a surrogate involved? If a surrogate carried them, why do they hold royal titles? Why are they in the line of succession? Why do we barely see them in public? And why don’t they seem to go to school like regular kids? Speaking of school, let’s talk timing. Her latest photo drop hit on a Monday—Monday, people! Spring break’s over, folks. Those kids should be in class, not posing as props for Meghan’s Instagram flex. Her fans jumped to her defense, crying, “Oh, it’s spring break, that’s why they’re with her!” Well, it’s Monday now, so what’s the excuse? Why aren’t they at school?
Here’s my take: I’d bet those kids hardly ever leave that Montecito fortress. It wouldn’t shock me if, after these staged photo ops, they’re whisked back inside, hidden from the world, maybe forced to binge-watch Meghan’s Netflix show instead of living normal kid lives. I’m not saying that’s definitely what’s happening, but given Meghan’s track record, would it surprise any of us? And can we talk about her style for a sec? What’s with the jeans-and-white-shirt combo she’s always rocking? Is it her attempt to seem down-to-earth and relatable? Or is she still chasing that Princess Diana vibe, hoping we’ll make the connection? Everything Meghan does is calculated—every detail, right down to her captions. That latest one? “Every day is a love story.” Uh, excuse me? A love story is between two adults—like her and Harry, presumably. Why frame your kids that way? Wouldn’t “Every day with my kids is a blessing” or “Motherhood is my greatest joy” feel more natural? Nope, Meghan’s gotta go big, dramatic, and attention-grabbing.
Let’s break down the photos. There’s little Archie, a spitting image of Harry in gray jeans, a dark gray sweater, funky socks, and slip-on sneakers. Adorable kid, no doubt—but he’s five! He should be in school on a Monday post-spring break, not playing model for Mommy’s feed. And what about Lilibet? Is she in daycare or any kind of early education, or just chilling at home with nannies all day? We all know Meghan tends to clock out by 11 a.m. It’s 11 a.m. here as I’m writing this, which means in California—assuming that photo was even snapped today, which I doubt—she’s probably already handed the kids off to staff and retreated to her private bubble. More likely, these pics were shot days ago, maybe over the weekend, and she’s just dropping them now for maximum buzz. Or maybe she’s too hungover from some glitzy event last night to bother with fresh shots. I wouldn’t put it past her.
What boils my blood is how she uses these kids as pawns in her PR chess game. When it fits her narrative, bam—perfectly curated photos. When it doesn’t, they vanish. Remember the Invictus Games? Where were the kids? Or that faux-royal Nigeria tour? Nowhere in sight. Now compare that to William and Catherine. They’ve got consistency—respecting their kids’ privacy while fulfilling public roles. The Wales kids go to school regularly, pop up at fitting royal events, and their parents share authentic family moments. No manipulation, no games—just a healthy, normal approach to raising royals. The contrast is night and day. On one side, you’ve got working royals who get duty, service, and balance. On the other, Meghan and Harry trot out their kids as props whenever it suits their agenda.
And where’s Harry in all this? Completely under Meghan’s thumb. The once-beloved prince who served his country with honor is now a shell of himself, bending to her every whim. It’s heartbreaking to watch. The timing of this photo drop is shady too—just as King Charles and Queen Camilla snag positive headlines for their latest engagements, and as Catherine shines with grace amid her health struggles, Meghan swoops in to steal the spotlight. It’s a pattern we’ve seen a million times. She claims she ditched royal life for privacy, yet here she is, constantly thrusting herself back into the fray. The hypocrisy is unreal.
Don’t even get me started on her “Sussex Squad” cheerleaders. They’ll defend her to the death— “If she shows the kids, you complain; if she doesn’t, you complain!” But that’s not the point. It’s not about showing or hiding them—it’s the sneaky, calculated way she uses them for publicity. Think about the long-term damage to Archie and Lilibet. Imagine growing up and realizing your childhood was a PR stunt, that Mom only paraded you out when it boosted her image. The psychological toll could be brutal. Compare that to George, Charlotte, and Louis, raised with structure, love, and a clear sense of their roles. They’ll grow up secure, respected, and grounded—not pawns in a social media game.
And let’s talk authenticity. Meghan’s Instagram posts? Staged to death. Where’s the real, messy, joyful chaos of parenthood? It’s all too polished, too perfect, too fake. When Catherine shares pics of her kids, you feel the love—natural, happy moments, not some posed California lifestyle shoot. Meghan never grasped what being royal means. She saw it as a fame boost, not a life of service. When she realized it demanded duty over ego, she bailed, dragging Harry along with a victimhood tale that’s made them millions. But that’s not enough—she still clings to the “Duchess of Sussex” title, still plays these identity games with her kids. If they’d fully walked away, gone full private citizen mode, fine. But they want the royal perks without the work, leaving Archie and Lilibet stuck in the middle of this mess.
It’s maddening how Meghan paints herself as a victim while pulling these stunts. She says the media’s obsessed with her, yet she keeps feeding the beast. She wants privacy, yet she’s posting family pics online. Where does it end? These kids will grow up, see the truth, and decide for themselves—stick with the charade or break free like Harry once did. Meghan can’t quit the spotlight; it’s like she’s addicted. Meanwhile, the real royals—Charles, Camilla, William, Catherine—keep serving quietly, focusing on duty over drama. That’s royalty. Not this Instagram nonsense.
So, Meghan, enough is enough. Either go full private and raise your kids off-grid, or own your fame-chasing and quit the fake innocence. Stop the games—for your kids’ sake. And to you, my awesome readers, thanks for letting me rant! I know you feel this frustration too.
