During his appearance on the red carpet with his kids, Arnold Schwarzenegger revealed the distance that existed between his lovechild and Maria Shriver’s kids.
The link between the actor’s kids was apparently clarified.
Arnold frequently discussed the treatment of Joseph, the son he had with his former domestic, who looked much like him.
Arnold Schwarzenegger, 75, appeared on the red carpet in May 2023 with his kids by his side. With the former’s husband, Chris Pratt, beside her, his daughters Katherine, 33, and Christina, 31, encircled their father.
The family attended Arnold’s new show, “FUBAR,” premiere in support of him. The odd thing was that Joseph “Joe” Baena, 25, his illegitimate son who looks like him and came out to support his father, was pictured on the red carpet by himself.
Arnold was devoted to each of his five children. Christina and Katherine were two of the four children he had during his marriage to Maria Shriver. Joe was their half-sibling at the same time because of his relationship with Mildred Baena, their previous housekeeper.
Based on the pictures, it appeared that the actor’s older kids had no interest in spending time with his love child. Like his well-known father, Joe is a bodybuilder, and he posted a photo of himself by himself from the Netflix premiere.
Arnold was devoted to each of his five children. Christina and Katherine were two of the four children he had during his marriage to Maria Shriver. Joe was their half-sibling at the same time because of his relationship with Mildred Baena, their previous housekeeper.
Based on the pictures, it appeared that the actor’s older kids had no interest in spending time with his love child. Like his well-known father, Joe is a bodybuilder, and he posted a photo of himself by himself from the Netflix premiere.
The person encouraged Joe to use the snub as leverage, speculating that it might be the result of “racial hostility.” The follower took issue with Joe’s siblings attending the same premiere, posing for a group shot, and ignoring him completely.
While some thought it was unfortunate to witness the split, others were happy that Arnold loved his kids just as much. But because Joe was following in the actor’s footsteps professionally, one fan thought the star liked him a “little more,” while another said:
Arnold’s real legacy is Joe, and his affluent, slothful children are obviously bitter. Joe, keep on trucking.
Someone else said that they began following Joe on Instagram in order to offer him the assistance that his “snobby siblings choose not to” give. The fan believed that because he worked hard in his training, avoided using his father’s last name, got a job, and supported and looked up to Arnold, he was a great role model for others.
The person thought Joe was a model son. Another disciple said that the young man was wonderful and that Katharine, who identified as a “Christian,” ought not to have treated him in such a manner since it was not “Christlike,” adding:
“She is a shame.”
Joe, according to an Instagram user, was the perfect young replica of his father and was “so loved.” The person told Arnold’s son to keep his chin up and ask God to bless him because they could see how jealous people might be.
One admirer said that Joe was a wonderful man and that it was a “shame” that his siblings had treated him badly because of things outside of his control. The celebrity’s son neither removed nor replied to any of the comments.
In “FUBAR,” where he played an almost-retired CIA agent, Monica Barbaro played Arnold’s daughter. Joe said on the red carpet that he thought it was “cute” to watch his father acting like a parent and that he enjoyed it.
The famous person’s son revealed that his father instilled in him the value of consistently practicing and putting in “the reps.” In 2023, Joe was scheduled to star with Morgan Freeman in the action movie “Gunner.”
What kind of relationship does Joe have with the children that Arnold and Shriver had?
A source claims that Joe wasn’t loved by Arnold’s children with Shriver. The young man who had a run on “Dancing with the Stars” was a lovely kid, and the actor always treated him equally with his other kids, so the insider thought it was unfortunate.
But it’s said that Joe was chastised by Arnold’s other children for their father’s extramarital affair. Witnesses claim that after the Los Angeles premiere of “FUBAR,” Shriver’s unmarried child stayed behind at the after-party while her children returned home.
The insider revealed how close the “Terminator” actor was to Joe and how he’d taken him to a number of functions. The insider believed that although the “snubbing” wasn’t fair, it made sense because he was the result of something that shouldn’t have happened.
The celebrity’s other children, according to a different insider, handled the affair with dignity and respect. But according to a family employee, Patrick, 29, and Christopher, 25, were closer to Joe than Katherine and Christina, who had no relationship with him.
Eight years later, according to a source, everyone was still figuring out how to get over the nightmare, even though they had done a good job creating a new normal. It was revealed by another person that the family was attempting to build a private relationship with Joe prior to going public.
It was said that Joe longed for a relationship with his half-siblings. Katherine posted pictures of herself with her three siblings on Instagram on April 10, 2023, National Siblings Day, expressing her love for them.
She was swiftly criticized by her followers for shunning Joe, even though he made the extra effort to like and follow their social media posts. The person said that, with the exception of Joe’s photos, Arnold’s kids enjoyed his photos.
Joe grew up with his brothers and visited their Pacific Palisades residence from 1986 to 2003, so the supposed snub was peculiar. Someone who was acquainted with Katharine believed that since their father had concealed who he was for many years, there was no justification for her to be friends with her half-brother.
Katherine’s family was devastated, humiliated, and ruined by the affair, so the source couldn’t hold it against her for refusing to accept the “living reminder” of it. Without Joe, Shriver’s kids also observed significant occasions.
Without Joe, Patrick’s parents and siblings got together to celebrate his birthday in September 2021. The previous year, on his birthday, Christopher was joined by Arnold, Shriver, and several of his siblings—all but his half-brother—at home.
Patrick posted an Instagram photo of his father’s birthday in August 2020, however it did not include his son who was born out of wedlock. Arnold supposedly liked Joe so much that he wanted to involve him in one of his businesses, despite the fact that he wasn’t shown in family photos.
How Does Joe, Arnold’s Son, Get Treated?
Joe has developed a close bond with the actor since learning that Arnold is his father. The celebrity kept Joe’s father identity a secret for fifteen years until 2011, when Mildred said her son’s father was Rogelio Baena, her ex-husband.
When Joe began to resemble Arnold, Shriver became concerned and questioned Mildred, who sobbed as she revealed the truth. After the actress persuaded the housekeeper to delay her resignation, the couple’s 25-year marriage came to an end when she confronted Arnold during their counseling sessions.
Arnold acknowledged in 2015 that the entire ordeal had been difficult for him, his kids, and his family. But it had occurred, and now they had to work it out, which meant he had to mentor Joe.
Joe posted workout-related photos and videos on Instagram on a regular basis. According to a family source, the young man trained with the star at Gold’s Gym in Los Angeles because he looked up to him and aspired to be just like him.
It is said that Arnold desired to involve his son in his sports competition, The Arnold Classic Worldwide. Although a different source refuted Joe’s plans to join his father’s company, the celebrity was thrilled that all of his kids shared his interests, which included physical fitness.
The famous person funded his son’s education at Pepperdine University and proudly displayed him upon receiving his business degree in April 2019. When the celebrity declared his love for Joe, Joe responded by expressing his own love for his father.
But his father, Arnold Schwarzenegger, was pleased and proud of him and his dancing, Joseph “Joe” Baena.
The father-son team made an appearance at a restaurant honoring Arnold’s birthday in July 2021. Joe was born on October 2, 1997, and until he turned seven or eight years old and began to resemble his father, his paternity remained concealed.
In 2012, Arnold disclosed that he became aware the boy was his offspring as he began to bear similarities to him. Joe revealed in 2022 how close they had grown, laughing and talking about anything, even though it had taken some time.
The star’s son referred to him as the best training partner when the two started going to the gym together and he started to mimic some of his father’s well-known muscle poses on Instagram. Arnold happily posted three pictures of them together on Twitter when he turned 24 in 2021.
In addition to bodybuilding and real estate sales, Joe was an actor, and his debut film, “Bully High,” will be released in 2021. Joe claimed that his father wouldn’t participate in “Dancing With the Stars” unless Daniella Karagach was also his dance partner.
But his father was pleased with him and his dancing. He declared his admiration for Arnold, calling him the smartest and most ideal man he could come up with, and stated it was incredible to be compared to him.
When My Grandma with Dementia Mistook Me for Her Husband, I Couldn’t Handle It—But Then I Realized Something Important
It was my senior year, and I thought it would be filled with exams, friends, and plans for the future. Instead, I was at home watching my grandmother decline from dementia. She often mistook me for her late husband, George. It drove me crazy—until one day, everything changed.
That day is one I will always remember. My grandmother, Gretchen, was not doing well. She was forgetful, confused, and her health was getting worse.
Mom and I knew something was wrong, but getting Grandma to see a doctor was not easy. She was stubborn and insisted she was fine. However, we finally convinced her to go.
After several tests, the doctor met with us and shared the news: dementia. I remember how Mom’s face fell when he explained that there wasn’t much they could do.
The medication might slow the disease down, but it wouldn’t stop it from getting worse. We had to accept that things were going to change.
That same day, we decided Grandma would move in with us. We couldn’t leave her alone, especially after my grandfather, George, passed away a few years ago. It was the right choice, but it didn’t make things any easier.
That night, I sat at my desk, trying to study for my exams. It was my final year, and I had a lot to handle. Then I heard her crying and whispering to someone.
I got up and walked toward her room, feeling sad. She was talking to Grandpa as if he were right there. It broke my heart to hear her, but there was nothing I could do.
As the months passed, Grandma’s condition got worse. There were days when she didn’t recognize where she was or who we were. Those moments were short but still hurt deeply.
One morning, I came downstairs to find Mom cleaning the kitchen. She looked tired, like she hadn’t slept much.
“Did Grandma move everything around again last night?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
Mom kept cleaning. “Yes,” she said quietly. “She woke up in the night and said the plates and cups were wrong. I told her nothing had changed, but she didn’t believe me. She kept moving things around, looking for things that weren’t even there.”
I didn’t know what to say, so I just patted her back. “It’ll be okay,” I mumbled, even though I wasn’t sure it would be.
Mom shook her head. “You shouldn’t have to worry about this. You have school to focus on. Do you want some breakfast?”
I shook my head. “No, thanks. I’ll eat later.” I picked up an apple from the table to have something in my hand and headed for the door. Mom didn’t say anything as I left.
When I got home, the house was quiet. Mom was still at work. I heard soft footsteps upstairs. Grandma was moving around again. I followed the sound and found her in the kitchen, shifting plates and cups from one cabinet to another.
She turned when she saw me, her eyes lighting up. “George! You’re back!” She rushed toward me with open arms.
I froze, unsure what to do. “No, Grandma. It’s me—Michael, your grandson.”
But she shook her head, not hearing me. “George, what are you talking about? We’re too young to have grandchildren. Someone moved the dishes again. Was it your mother? She always changes everything.”
I stood there, feeling helpless. “Grandma, listen. I’m not George. I’m Michael, your grandson. You’re at our house, mine and your daughter Carol’s.”
Her smile faded, and she looked confused. “George, stop saying these strange things. You’re scaring me. We don’t have a daughter. Remember? You promised to take me on that date by the sea. When can we go?”
I sighed, not knowing how to respond. I couldn’t keep telling her the truth; she didn’t understand. “I… I don’t know, Grandma,” I said softly, then turned and left the kitchen.
When Mom got home, I told her what had happened.
She sat down and smiled sadly. “I understand why she thinks you’re George.”
I frowned, confused. “What do you mean?”
Mom looked up at me. “You look just like him when he was young. It’s like you’re his twin.”
I was quiet for a moment. “I’ve never seen any pictures of him when he was younger.”
Mom stood up from the couch. “Come with me. I’ll show you.” She walked toward the attic and pulled down the stairs. I followed her up as she searched through a few old boxes. Finally, she handed me an old photo album.
I opened it. The first picture looked worn and faded. The man in it? He looked just like me.
“Is this Grandpa?” I asked, flipping through the pages.
“Yes,” Mom said softly. “See what I mean? You two really do look alike.”
“Too much alike,” I whispered, staring at the pictures.
“You can keep the album if you want,” Mom said.
That night, I sat in my room, flipping through the album again. I couldn’t believe how much I looked like him.
Grandma’s condition got worse every day. She barely spoke, and when she did, it was hard to understand her.
Sometimes she couldn’t even walk without help. Mom had to feed her most days. But no matter what, Grandma always called me “George.”
One afternoon, after she said it again, I snapped. “I’m not George! I’m Michael! Your grandson! Why don’t you understand?”
Mom looked up from where she was sitting. “Michael, she doesn’t understand anymore.”
“I don’t care!” I shouted. “I’m tired of this! I can’t handle it!”
I turned toward the hallway, my anger boiling over.
“Where are you going?” Mom asked, standing up quickly.
“I need to get out of here,” I said, my voice shaking. I grabbed my jacket and slammed the door behind me before Mom could say anything else. I needed space, away from it all. Away from Grandma’s confusion and my own frustration.
Without thinking, I ended up at the cemetery where my grandfather was buried. I walked between the rows of headstones until I found his grave.
Seeing his name on the stone brought a lump to my throat. I sat down on the grass in front of it and let out a long, heavy sigh.
“Why aren’t you here?” I asked, staring at the headstone. “You always knew what to do.”
The silence felt deafening. I sat there for what felt like hours, lost in my thoughts. I couldn’t stop thinking about all the times Grandpa had been there for me, for Mom, for Grandma. He had a way of making everything seem simple, no matter how hard life got.
Then, suddenly, a memory hit me. I was about five or six years old, wearing Grandpa’s big jacket and hat, telling him I wanted to be just like him.
He laughed so hard, but I remembered the pride in his eyes. That memory made me smile, even as tears streamed down my face.
It was getting dark, and I knew I had to go home. When I walked through the door, Mom was waiting, her face tight with worry.
“After you left, I took Grandma to the doctor,” she said, her voice breaking. “He said she doesn’t have much time left.”
I walked over and hugged her tightly, no words coming to mind. At that moment, I realized what I had to do.
The next day, I put on the suit that used to belong to Grandpa. It felt strange, like I was stepping into his shoes for real this time. I took Mom’s car and drove Grandma to the sea. She sat quietly beside me, not saying much, but I knew she was lost in her world.
When we got there, I had already set up a small table by the shore. The sea breeze felt cool, and the sound of the waves was calming.
I helped Grandma out of the car and guided her to the table. After she sat down, I lit the candles, their warm glow flickering in the wind.
“George!” Grandma said with a big smile. “You remembered our date by the sea.”
Her voice was weak, but I could see how happy she was. She looked at me like I really was Grandpa, her eyes full of warmth.
“Yes, Gretchen,” I said, sitting beside her. “I never forgot. How could I?”
She nodded slowly, still smiling. “It’s been so long since we’ve been here.”
That evening, I served Grandma the pasta Grandpa always made. I had spent hours in the kitchen earlier, following his recipe, hoping it would taste just like she remembered.
As she ate, I watched her closely, searching her face for any sign of recognition. She took slow bites, and I could see something change in her expression—a flicker of happiness.
After dinner, I played their favorite song, the one they used to dance to. The familiar melody filled the air, and I stood up, holding out my hand. “Would you like to dance, Gretchen?”
She looked at me, her eyes softening. “Of course, George.” I gently helped her up, and we swayed together.
For the first time in a long while, she smiled. In that moment, I could see she wasn’t lost in confusion; she was back in her happiest memories.
On the way home, she held my hand. “Thank you, George,” she said. “This was the best date ever.”
I just smiled at her, my heart heavy but full.
Two days later, Grandma passed away. I remember waking up that morning and feeling like something was different, like the house was quieter than usual.
When Mom told me, I didn’t know what to say. We just sat together in silence for a while, both of us crying. It was hard to accept, even though we knew it was coming.
I felt deep sadness, but at the same time, a strange sense of peace. I knew Gretchen was finally with her George again, where she belonged.
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