my ds is nearly 6 and has always tested the limits. I feel so bad. I had a bad birth experience with him and the more i think about it the more i am sure that i never really bonded with him. i could almost say i don't love him. he has just done nothing but answer back and be stroppy, calling me a liar and a pig since the second he got home from school and i lost it. I grabbed his arms and made him look at me and shouted at him really loudly and told him if he ever talked to me like that again i would send him to live with someone else and sent him to his room. i made him apologise for being naughty and i apologised to him for being so horrid. I said that when he shouts at me it makes me feel like a bad mummy, the same as when i shout at him he feels like he is a bad kid. he gave me a hug (for the first time in a long time) and then went and played nicely. Since I have started writing this though he has yelled at his brother and squeezed his arm really tightly it has marked him. I have told him that it is wrong and sent him to the corner to chill out. I am sat here crying now. He has never shown me any affection. Even my bedtime kisses get wiped off. Not once has he put his arms around me of his own accord or said i love you mummy. He loves his dad to bits, that much its obvious. How can I hate my own son? I don't feel anything for him and TBH i don't think I ever did. What kind of parent am I, apart from a terrible one