3 more weeks as a family of 3

Three weeks from today, our 2nd son, Elliot Henry is scheduled to be evicted from my womb, unless he comes on his own early. We had an ultrasound yesterday and were not shocked at all to learn he's big. Just like Noah. He's in the 90th percentile and weighs 7lbs 5oz already. Normal at 36 weeks 2 days was about 6lbs. He's on track to be a 9-pounder. I'm not complaining though. My most recent neice was 10lbs 10oz and Lisa lived to tell the tale. Plus, I don't have to push him out. Still, he's running out of room and I'm so uncomfortable. I have no doubt I'll continue to somehow stretch for his last few weeks of growth, since I did for Noah, but it sure doesn't feel like I can stretch anymore. While I know he'll be more work out than he is in, I can't wait to be able to lie on my back and sleep pain free (pray this one lets me do it for more than an hour at a time). And go from the basement to the 2nd floor without huffing and puffing. But, I will miss his kicks and elbows on my belly!