After numerous theories and speculations regarding Kate Middleton’s health and a recent photo of her taken by TMZ, she and William shared a photo of the Princess and her three children on Mother’s Day.
Judging from the photo, Kate is indeed doing well after her surgery in January.
She poses on the patio with Prince George, Princess Charlotte, and Prince Louis surround her. They are all smiling and look absolutely adorable.
“Thank you for your kind wishes and continued support over the last two months. Wishing everyone a Happy Mother’s Day,” the caption on the Prince and Princess of Wales’ official Instagram account read. It was signed “C,” meaning Kate herself had written it.
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As expected, the photo was shared worldwide and was picked up but every single media outlet out there.
The comments under the photo came pouring in with a great number of people wishing Kate a speedy recovery.
According to some royal experts, Kate opted to post a photo in order to put a stop to the speculations surrounding her surgery and her recovery.
“They [Kensington Palace] are trying to send a clear message to both the public and the press to respect Kate’s privacy on this medical matter,” royal historian Kate Williams said. “What they’re trying to say is Kate is recovering, she’s fine, no more worries, no more panic, no more speculation.”
She added: “I think the last thing they [Kensington Palace] want is for her to feel she can’t go out and walk in case she’s going to be photographed.”
Shortly after the photo of the happy family was released, some started questioning its authenticity because as they claimed, the photo was obviously edited.
“Professional photographer here. Look closely at Princess Charlotte’s wrist. This is what happens when you composite layers in Photoshop. I’m not speculating on why the photo was edited like this, but it’s weird,” portrait photographer Martin Bamford wrote on X.
Some edit fails, as noticed by experts, were Princess Charlotte’s missing sleeve and blurred skirt and Kate’s misplaced zip.
Others noticed that Kate wasn’t wearing her ring and her hand around Louis was “blurry.” Her wrist and jumper sleeve were also manipulated by photoshop according to many, as well as her chin.
“The more you look at this, the worse it gets. the hands, the fact some parts are so blurry and some so sharp, the way Charlotte is apparently balancing in that position, there is literally a crease in the step, the reflection in the window doesn’t match,” one user wrote on X.
“Not really kept up with this whole conspiracy theory, but this photo is SOO DODGY two of their hands look very weird as if they’re AI generated, and the girls arm has 100% been photoshopped and her skirt also looks weird as f— as well?” another user added, continuing, “but if it’s a real photo – *why* would they edit it so much and so badly? they’re not stupid they would’ve seen all the rumours going about, releasing an awfully edited photo only fuels them.”
Shortly after, The Associated Press, Reuters, Getty Images, and Agence France-Presse all decided to issue “kill notices,” which are advisory notices to remove or not use a specific photo.
“It appears that the source has manipulated the image,” the Associated Press notification read.
They also released a statement, saying, “The Associated Press initially published the photo, which was issued by Kensington Palace. The AP later retracted the image because at closer inspection, it appears that the source had manipulated the image in a way that did not meet AP’s photo standards. The photo shows an inconsistency in the alignment of Princess Charlotte’s left hand.”
Speaking to GB News, Dr Hany Farid, a professor of computer sciences, said the work on Princess Charlotte’s sleeve looked like a “bad Photoshop job.”
“I clearly see what is being referenced here, with respect to her sleeve. It looks like a bad Photoshop job. I know we talk a lot about AI lately but it is still possible to use traditional photo-editing tools,” Farid said. “What you would be worried about here is if Kate wasn’t in this photo and had been digitally inserted. This would be a dramatic manipulation.”
On top of that, Kate not wearing ring fueled the rumors that something isn’t right between her and William.
Kate’s office decided to respond to the rumors by issuing a statement in which they explain that the reason why the Princess doesn’t have the ring on her finger is that she’s at home. They further added that it was William himself who took the photo.
Although the Palace didn’t comment on the edited photo, Kate herself decided to explain why the image had “flaws.”
On her and William’s official X account, she wrote, “Like many amateur photographers, I do occasionally experiment with editing. I wanted to express my apologies for any confusion the family photograph we shared yesterday caused. I hope everyone celebrating had a very happy Mother’s Day. C.”
Kensington Palace has later confirmed it “would not be reissuing the original unedited photograph of Kate and her children.”
According to royal expert Katie Nicholl, the Palace would be under much pressure following the issue with the photo.
“What’s so major in all of this is that four international picture agencies have killed this image. That’s really rare,” Nicholl said.
“I can’t think of a a time since I’ve been doing this job for the best part of 15 years where a royal image has been recalled. So that’s highly unusual. It might force Kensington Palace’s hand.”
On top of the pressure she faces, Kate now has to deal with another “problem” that’s giving her headaches, her uncle’s participation in the reality show Celebrity Big Brother. Since entering the house, he spoke of his niece on several occasions and opened up about Harry and Meghan, too.
“Clearly, whatever’s happened to Catherine, she’s probably feeling fragile – mentally as well. To have a serious setback like this at the prime of your life, it must knock your confidence, and so she’ll be fragile at this stage in her recovery and to have this thrown at her. She must just be thinking, ‘Why, why, why did Uncle Gary have to do this? ‘I imagine she’s thoroughly depressed about it,” royal expert Jennie Bond told the Mirror.
“I think that Gary comes from a good place in his heart. If he talks about her it’s – in his view – to give her side of the story, give her a mouth, a voice, when he knows she can’t off the back of allegations made of her,” Bond added.
“But I think it’s the last thing she’d want – if Catherine or William want to say anything, they will say it. They don’t need anyone else to, least of all someone within their own family – and they don’t have that strong connection anyway.”
My Stepdaughter Invited Me to a Restaurant – I Was Speechless When It Was Time to Pay the Bill
I hadn’t heard from my stepdaughter, Hyacinth, in what felt like forever, so when she invited me to dinner, I thought maybe this was it — the moment we’d finally patch things up. But nothing could have prepared me for the surprise she had waiting for me at that restaurant.
I’m Rufus, 50 years old, and I’ve learned to live with a lot over the years. My life’s been pretty steady, maybe too steady. I work a quiet office job, live in a modest house, and spend most of my evenings with a book or the news on TV.
A middle-aged man reading a book | Source: Midjourney
Nothing too exciting, but I’ve always been okay with that. The one thing I never quite figured out is my relationship with my stepdaughter, Hyacinth.
It had been a quiet year — or maybe longer — since I’d heard anything from her. We never really clicked, not since I married her mother, Lilith, when she was still a teenager.
She always kept her distance, and I guess, over time, I stopped trying as hard too. But I was surprised when she called me out of the blue, sounding oddly cheerful.
A woman talking on her phone | Source: Midjourney
“Hey, Rufus,” she said, her voice almost too upbeat, “How about we grab dinner? There’s this new restaurant I want to try.”
At first, I didn’t know what to say. Hyacinth hadn’t reached out in ages. Was this her way of mending fences? Trying to build some kind of bridge between us? If she was, I was all for it. For years, I’d wanted that. I wanted to feel like we were some version of family.
“Sure,” I replied, hoping for a fresh start. “Just tell me where and when.”
A middle-aged man looking surprised while talking on the phone | Source: Midjourney
The restaurant was fancy — much fancier than I was used to. Dark wood tables, soft lighting, and waiters in crisp white shirts. Hyacinth was already there when I arrived, looking… different. She smiled at me, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Hey, Rufus! You made it!” she greeted me, and there was this weird energy about her. It was as if she was trying too hard to seem relaxed. I sat down across from her, trying to read the room.
A woman looking happy while standing in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
“So, how’ve you been?” I asked, hoping for some real conversation.
“Good, good,” she said quickly, scanning the menu. “You? Everything good with you?” Her tone was polite but distant.
“Same old, same old,” I replied, but she wasn’t really listening. Before I could ask anything else, she waved over the waiter.
“We’ll have the lobster,” she said with a quick smile my way, “And maybe the steak too. What do you think?”
Grilled steak served on a wooden board | Source: Freepik
I blinked, a little caught off guard. I hadn’t even looked at the menu, but she was already ordering the priciest items. I shrugged it off. “Yeah, sure, whatever you like.”
But the whole situation felt strange. She seemed nervous, shifting in her seat, glancing at her phone every now and then, and giving me these clipped responses.
As the meal went on, I tried to steer the conversation toward something deeper, something meaningful. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I’ve missed catching up with you.”
“Yeah,” she muttered, barely glancing up from her lobster. “Been busy, you know?”
Lobster served on a black tray in a restaurant | Source: Unsplash
“Busy enough to disappear for a year?” I asked, half-joking, but the sadness in my voice was harder to hide.
She looked at me for a second, then back at her plate. “You know how it is. Work, life…”
Her eyes kept darting around like she was waiting for someone or something. I kept trying, asking her about her job, friends, anything to keep the conversation going, but she wasn’t giving me much. Short answers, no eye contact.
A woman having dinner in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
The more we sat there, the more I felt like I was intruding on something I wasn’t supposed to be a part of.
Then the bill came. I reached for it automatically, pulling out my card, ready to pay as planned. But just as I was about to hand it over, Hyacinth leaned in close to the waiter and whispered something. I couldn’t catch it.
Before I could ask, she shot me a quick smile and stood up. “I’ll be right back,” she said, “Just need to use the washroom.”
A restroom in a restaurant | Source: Unsplash
I watched her walk away, my stomach sinking. Something wasn’t right. The waiter handed me the bill, and my heart skipped when I saw the total. It was outrageous — far more than I’d expected.
I glanced toward the washroom, half-expecting Hyacinth to return, but she didn’t.
Minutes ticked by. The waiter hovered, looking at me expectantly. With a sigh, I handed him my card, swallowing the disappointment. What had just happened? Did she really just… bail?
A server in a restaurant standing next to a customer reviewing the bill | Source: Unsplash
I paid, feeling a knot form in my chest. As I walked toward the exit, a wave of frustration and sadness washed over me. All I wanted was a chance to reconnect, to talk like we never had before. And now, it felt like I’d just been used for a free dinner.
But just as I reached the door, ready to leave, I heard a sound behind me.
I turned around slowly, not sure what I was about to face. My stomach was still twisted in knots, but when I saw Hyacinth standing there, my breath caught in my throat.
A middle-aged man looking surprised inside a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
She was holding this enormous cake, grinning like a kid who’d pulled off the ultimate prank, and in her other hand was a bunch of balloons bobbing gently above her head. I blinked, trying to make sense of what was happening.
Before I could say anything, she beamed at me and blurted out, “You’re gonna be a granddad!”
For a second, I just stood there, stunned, my mind racing to catch up with her words. “A granddad?” I repeated, feeling like I’d missed something huge.
A stunned middle-aged man in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
My voice cracked a little. It was the last thing I expected to hear, and I didn’t know if I’d heard her right.
She laughed, her eyes sparkling with that same nervous energy she’d had during dinner. Only now, it all made sense. “Yes! I wanted to surprise you,” she said, taking a step closer and holding up the cake like a trophy. It was white with blue and pink icing, and in big letters across the top, it read, “Congrats, Grandpa!”
A cake with the words “Congrats Grandpa” written on it | Source: Midjourney
I blinked again, still trying to wrap my head around it. “Wait… you planned this?”
She nodded, the balloons swaying as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. “I was working with the waiter the whole time! I wanted it to be special. That’s why I kept disappearing—I wasn’t ditching you, I swear. I wanted to give you the surprise of a lifetime.”
I could feel my chest tightening, but it wasn’t from disappointment or anger. It was something else, something warm.
A middle-aged man smiles while standing in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
I looked down at the cake, at Hyacinth’s face, and everything started to fall into place. “You did all this for me?” I asked quietly, still feeling a bit like I was in a dream.
“Of course, Rufus,” she said, her voice softening. “I know we’ve had our differences, but I wanted you to be part of this. You’re going to be a granddad.”
She paused, biting her lip, like she wasn’t sure what my reaction would be. “I guess I wanted to tell you in a way that would show you how much I care.”
An excited woman standing in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
Something in her words hit me hard. Hyacinth had never been the one to open up, and here she was, trying to bridge the gap we’d had for so long. My throat tightened as I tried to find the right words. “I—I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything,” she said, her eyes locking with mine. “I just wanted you to know that I want you in our lives. My life. And the baby’s life.”
A woman is overcome with emotions while standing in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
Hyacinth let out a shaky breath, and I could tell this wasn’t easy for her. “I know we’ve had a tough time, Rufus. I wasn’t the easiest kid. But… I’ve grown up. And I want you to be part of this family.”
For a second, I just stared at her, my heart swelling with emotions I hadn’t let myself feel for years. The distance, the tension between us — it all seemed to fade in that moment.
A happy middle-aged man standing in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
I didn’t care about the awkward dinner or the silence from before. All I cared about was that she was standing here, in front of me, giving me this incredible gift. “Hyacinth… I don’t know what to say. I never expected this.”
“I didn’t expect to be pregnant either!” she said, laughing, and for the first time in years, it wasn’t forced. It was real. “But here we are.”
A woman smiles while looking at someone in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
I couldn’t help it. Something inside me broke free, and I stepped forward, pulling her into a hug.
She stiffened for a moment, probably just as surprised as I was, but then she melted into it. We stood there, holding each other, balloons bouncing above us, cake squished between us, and for the first time in a long, long time, I felt like I had my daughter back.
“I’m so happy for you,” I whispered into her hair, my voice thick with emotion. “You have no idea how much this means to me.”
A middle-aged man hugs his stepdaughter in a restaurant | Source: Midjourney
She pulled back slightly, wiping her eyes, though she was still grinning. “It means a lot to me too. I’m sorry I’ve been distant. I didn’t know how to… how to come back after everything. But I’m here now.”
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak just yet. My chest felt like it was about to burst, and all I could do was squeeze her hand, hoping she understood just how much this moment meant.
A middle-aged man smiles while standing next to his stepdaughter | Source: Midjourney
She smiled, glancing down at the cake between us. “We should probably get out of here before they kick us out,” she joked, her voice lighter now. “This is probably the weirdest granddad announcement they’ve ever had.”
I chuckled, wiping at the corners of my eyes with the back of my hand. “Yeah, probably.”
We grabbed the cake and balloons, and as we walked out of the restaurant, something inside me had shifted.
A cake with the words “Congrats Grandpa” written on it and balloons | Source: Midjourney
It was like all those years of distance, of feeling like I didn’t belong in her life, were gone. I wasn’t just Rufus anymore. I was going to be her baby’s granddad.
As we stepped into the cool night air, I looked over at Hyacinth, feeling lighter than I had in years. “So, when’s the big day?” I asked, finally letting the excitement settle in.
She grinned, holding the balloons tight in her hand. “Six months. You’ve got plenty of time to prepare, Grandpa.”
A woman holding balloons smiles while looking at someone | Source: Midjourney
And just like that, the wall between us crumbled. We weren’t perfect, but we were something better; we were family.
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