‘I love being a mum’: Meghan Markle says she has fulfilled her ‘dream’ of becoming a parent as she opens up about her ‘very sweet-talking’

‘I love being a mum’: Meghan Markle says she has fulfilled her ‘dream’ of becoming a parent as she opens up about her ‘very sweet-talking’

Meghan Markle expressed her joy at fulfilling her dream of parenthood while discussing her children, Archie and Lilibet, during the second day of her tour in Nigeria with Prince Harry. Speaking at a Women in Leadership event co-hosted with Dr Ngozi Okonjo-Iweala, Director General of the World Trade Organization, the Duchess of Sussex shared her love for motherhood but acknowledged the challenges of balancing family and career. 

Meghan Markle speaks during an event in Abuja, Nigeria, on Saturday

Responding to a question about managing motherhood alongside her career, Meghan emphasized her love for being a mom. Despite being told years ago that balancing motherhood and work would be challenging, Meghan, now 42, finds joy in motherhood while navigating shifting priorities.

Meghan and Harry pictured with Archie and Lilibet

Meghan, pictured with Archie and Lilibet, also thanked Nigerians for welcoming her to 'my country' and she said she hopes she can 'do justice' to being a 'role model'

 

The Duchess of Sussex pictured as she co-hosts an event of Women in Leadership

 

Meghan Markle, the Duchess of Sussex, pictured with Mo Abudu during the event on Saturday

 

Meghan told the audience: 'I want to start by saying thank you very much for just how gracious you've all been in welcoming my husband and I to this country... my country'

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