is it alright for a mother to hate her son?

it’s because i hate migi.
i can be exaggerating thought
there’s no day that passes by without us getting at each others throat.
from the time we wake up, ’til the time we go to bed
we argue/bicker on every thing, even little things
migi is like the combination of my and mark’s worst trait.
unreasonably stubborn to the highest level.
for example: he wanted to wear some ‘car’ printed shorts but then it’s too big for him. so i would explain to him that it’s too big blahblah so just wear another one. but he would insist. so i would let him be. then, he realized it’s too big for him, he would throw fits