It looks like the royals are human, after all.
The Duchess of Cambridge might have looked more like a radiant goddess than a woman who literally just pushed a small human out of her loins as she emerged from St. Mary's Hospital on Monday a few hours after giving birth to the third royal baby.
And we might have wondered if Kate is even of this Earth as she revealed her newborn son outside the Lindo Wing while wearing four-inch heels, which would bring many women to their knees even if they hadn't just been told "you'd be best to avoid using toilet paper until the swelling subsides."
But then Prince William went ahead and appeared to nod off during a memorial service commemorating Anzac Day two days later, and reminded us all that, yes, he and Kate are real humans with a real newborn.
And, as anyone who has ever welcomed a new baby to the family knows, PARENTS. BE. TIRED.
We don't blame William one bit. The Anzac Day ceremony was just two days after the new baby was born. And it was in a dimly-lit church. Early in the morning. And involved sitting.
He gave it a valiant effort. He really did.
But no one, no matter how much help they might have at home, is immune to the exhaustion that comes with having a newborn.
After all, new babies might sleep a lot, but it never seems to be at night. And they need to be fed every few hours, regardless. Plus there's all the worry (Are they getting enough to eat? Are they pooping enough? Too much? Are they gassy? Why are they crying so much? Why aren't they crying? Is that a rash?! Shall we just take a quick trip to the hospital?) which is mentally exhausting in and of itself.
Also, let us not forget that the duke and duchess have two other young children that also need to be kept alive and happy, and parenting three kids is no joke.
In other words, nighty night, Wills.
Parents of the internet responded in sympathy, with many saying this was William's most relatable move yet.
You'll find no judgment here. Get those ZZZs whenever you can.
And if the duchess makes her next public appearance in stained sweatpants, a greasy topknot, and larger-than-life sunglasses (ie., the official uniform of new moms everywhere), we might actually start cheering.