Billy Joel has announced he'll be a dad again at 65, Now's Victoria Kennedy is disgusted

There’s a reason why women can’t have babies in their 60s. They’re not supposed to. So why biology allows men to father kids at that age is baffling and, frankly, disgusting.

Billy Joel has announced he is preparing to welcome his second child at the grand old age of 65.

The Uptown Girl singer and his girlfriend Alexis Roderick, 33, are expecting their first child together this summer, his representative has announced.

Billy already has a 29-year-old daughter, singer Alexa Ray Joel, with the model Christie Brinkley.

His rep said the couple had ‘opted to keep any further details of her pregnancy under wraps until their new addition makes an official debut’.

The idea of welcoming a child into the world at 65 is the most selfish thing I’ve ever heard.

The age you choose to have a baby is entirely personal, and I’m not judging anyone for postponing children until slightly later in life, until they’re ready. But there has to be a cut-off age, surely?

I don’t just mean this for the obvious reasons. You know, that at 65 you’ll be too decrepit to run around the park endlessly with your child while singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star at the top of your lungs or that you’ll have to fend off countless wellwishers telling you your ‘grandchild is so cute’.

No. I think having a child in your 60s – whether your male or female – is much crueller than that. For both the parent AND the baby.

You see, from the moment your child enters the world you never want to leave them (not literally, that would make going to the loo hard – but metaphorically). There are nights when I lie in bed and I work out how old I’ll be when my little girl starts to hit milestones in her life – and I’m already grieving the huge chunk of her life that I will miss.

And I had my child at 32. Relatively speaking I wasn’t even that old. But 65! SIXTY FIVE. How could you sleep at night at all knowing that you’re going to miss such a huge chunk of your child’s existence? The emotion of their wedding day? The unspeakably precious birth of their own first child?

Some might say ‘oh, yeah but at least the mum is still in her 30s’. Does that make it okay? Would we still think the same if the gender roles were reverved and Billy Joel was 33 and about to father a child with a 65-year-old woman?

None of us knows how long we will live. I could, of course, be run over by a bus tomorrow. But at least I don’t have to deal with the burden of the matematical equations in my head that go along the lines of: When my child hits its late 20s – an age when he or she will be burdened with their own life responsibilities, she/he will have to take on the added responsibility of caring for their elderly parent.

Aside from the fact that it’s not fair for a child to have to parent their own parents, it’s also not fair that they will have to go through life with the issue of their dad’s inevitable mortality hanging over their head. The reality that their dad won’t be there for them when they’re older. Not because they were struck by cancer or something horrible and out of control. But because they CHOSE this for you.

For me it’s simple – you should never welcome a child into the world when you know you’ll be worrying about your own nappies as well as your baby’s.