The actress who played Peggy Bundy on “Married… with Children” once revealed that the sitcom’s irreverent tone almost made her think it would fail. But the show’s success not only changed her career but also coincided with her journey into motherhood.
When “Married… with Children” first premiered, its brash humor and unconventional characters set it apart from other sitcoms of the time. At the center of the show was Peggy Bundy, the sharp-witted and fashionably over-the-top matriarch, brought to life by an actress who had first made her mark as a singer before turning to acting.
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While her on-screen persona exuded comedic confidence, the actress’ personal life was filled with challenges. In the early 1990s, during the height of the show’s popularity, she endured the loss of her first child. Over the years, however, she went on to raise three children, each with their own creative aspirations.
The actress photographed in California, in 1990 | Source: Getty Images
From Singing Waitress to Peggy Bundy – A Look at Her Career
Before her breakthrough on “Married… with Children,” the actress pursued a music career. She worked as a backup singer for industry icons like Bette Midler and Etta James, showcasing her vocal talents long before stepping into the spotlight as an actress.
The singer and actress performs on April 20, 1994 | Source: Getty Images
She even worked as a singing waitress, where she entertained diners with live performances of songs like “Brown Eyed Girl.” Despite her charm and musical talent, she jokingly recalled mishaps, such as spilling blue cheese dressing on customers while serving tables.
The actress and singer-songwriter, circa 1987 | Source: Getty Images
Her transition into acting came unexpectedly. She was approached to audition for “The Mary Tyler Moore Show,” despite not actively seeking acting roles. “Are you kidding? I’m not even looking for a job as an actor. I’m a musician,” she said at the time.
The actress pictured on May 29, 1990 | Source: Getty Images
Still, her talent stood out, and the opportunity kick-started her acting career, leading to several roles before her big break. In 1987, she landed a role on “Married… with Children.” The sitcom was unlike anything else on television at the time, with its edgy humor and untraditional portrayal of family life.
Part of the “Married… with Children” cast pictured in Los Angeles, in 1988 | Source: Getty Images
As Peggy, she quickly became known for her bold fashion, big hair, and quick wit. In a 2021 interview, the actress recalled that for the first three seasons, she styled her own hair.
It wasn’t until the show’s growing success that the network provided her with a wig, signifying their investment in her character’s iconic look.
She also remembered the moment she and her co-star Ed O’Neill realized the show had become a hit. While on a promo tour, they participated in a parade, where fans cheered and waved at them enthusiastically.
The actress and Ed O’Neal pictured on the set of “Married With Children” in 1987 | Source: Getty Images
“We thought nobody was gonna really watch it because it was so irreverent and so not like anything else on TV,” she said. But the show went on to air for 11 seasons, solidifying Peggy as one of the most memorable characters in television history.
During the height of the show’s popularity, the actress experienced a heartbreaking tragedy that profoundly shaped her journey into motherhood.
The Heartbreaking Loss of Her First Child
In October 1991, the actress experienced a devastating loss when her daughter, Ruby, was stillborn at nearly eight months. At the time, her pregnancy had been written into the show’s storyline, but following the tragedy, it was removed and later dismissed as a dream sequence.
The loss was a deeply traumatic event for the actress, who later revealed her struggles with coming to terms with what had happened. She shared that she initially blamed herself, questioning whether she had overworked during her pregnancy or overlooked signs of illness.
“This is what they say about stillbirth, that 60 percent of it is God’s will and there’s no medical reason—and that’s what I was told. And I just couldn’t let go of the control of somehow, [the notion that] I had done something wrong,” she recalled.
For months following the tragedy, the actress rarely left her home except to visit doctors and psychic healers, seeking answers and comfort. It wasn’t until a close friend offered her a spiritual perspective that she began to heal.
The actress poses for a photo in 1988 | Source: Getty Images
“Sometimes we have these little souls that come in and out [of our lives], and their mission is completed,” her friend told her. This perspective, she said, gave her solace and helped her begin to move forward.
In the years that followed, she went on to become a mother to three children, but Ruby’s memory has remained a significant part of her life story.
The Eldest: Sarah White
Three years after the loss of her first child, Ruby, the actress welcomed her daughter Sarah Grace White in 1994. Sarah is now 30 years old and has pursued both acting and music. She studied drama in college and spent time abroad in London, which she later credited for helping her grow as a performer.
In 2015, Sarah made her screen debut in FX’s “The Bastard Executioner,” a series created by her stepfather, Kurt Sutter, and one in which her mother also played a role.
Sarah humbly acknowledged the connection that helped her land the part, describing it as “a little nepotism,” but also as a dream come true.
In addition to acting, Sarah has pursued a music career, releasing her first single in October 2022. Fans have often commented on Sarah’s appearance, leaving comments such as, “Wow, she is beautiful,” and “A beauty like her mom!!! 💜💜💜” on social media posts featuring her.
The Middle Child: Jackson White
Born in 1996, Jackson is the actress’ second child and has become a rising star in Hollywood. Although he was initially discouraged by his mother from pursuing acting until he turned 18, Jackson eventually followed his passion and gained widespread attention for his work in film and television.
The actress with her children Sarah and Jackson attending the premiere of the film “Shrek 2” on May 8, 2004 | Source: Getty Images
After briefly studying music at the University of Southern California, Jackson realized that college wasn’t for him and turned to acting. He made his debut in 2019 with HBO’s miniseries “Mrs. Fletcher,” which earned him recognition as a breakout star.
His mother proudly celebrated his success, sharing a post on Instagram with the caption, “Proud of him. The boy.” Despite her initial advice to pursue another career, the actress supported Jackson’s path in Hollywood.
Reflecting on his mother’s words of wisdom, Jackson admitted with humor, “It didn’t really work—I was still pretty childish in my early 20s—I’m still childish.” With Sarah and Jackson both carving out creative paths, the youngest sibling has grown up in a family deeply rooted in the arts.
The Youngest: Esmé Louise Sutter
In 2007, the actress and her husband, writer-producer Kurt Sutter, welcomed their daughter Esmé Louise via surrogate. At the time of Esmé’s birth, the actress was 52, and Sutter was 43. Although still young, Esmé has grown up surrounded by her family’s creative influence and achievements.
She frequently appears in her mother’s Instagram posts, drawing positive reactions from fans. In May 2023, her mother shared a photo of Esmé with the caption, “My beautiful Esmé.” Fans left comments like, “Oh, she’s like your mini-me,” “She’s so stunning,” and “She’s grown so much from her days at JAG.”
Whether sharing Esmé’s youthful charm, Jackson’s Hollywood breakthroughs, or Sarah’s creative ventures, the actress’ family photos continue to captivate fans, reflecting the life Katey Sagal, 70, has built beyond her iconic TV roles.
My Husband Insisted We Sleep in Separate Rooms — One Night, I Heard Strange Noises Coming from His Room and Checked It Out
When Pam’s husband insists they sleep in separate rooms, she’s left hurt and confused. As nights pass, strange noises from his room stir her suspicion. Is he hiding something? One night, curiosity wins, and she heads to his door, bracing for the truth behind the noise.
I watched James clear out his bedside table, my heart sinking with each item he placed into the small wicker basket.
Five years ago, a car accident left me paralyzed from the waist down. James had been my rock ever since. Now, as he packed up his things, I couldn’t help but feel like my world was crumbling all over again.
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“I’ll still be here if you need me, Pam,” he said, his voice soft but firm. “This doesn’t change that.”
“You just won’t be in the same room anymore,” I mumbled.
James nodded. “Like I said, I just need a bit more freedom while I sleep.”
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. How could I tell him that this changed everything? That the thought of sleeping alone in this big bed terrified me?
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As he left the room, basket in hand, a crushing wave of insecurity washed over me. The thought that James might not be able to bear sleeping next to me anymore made my chest tighten with fear.
The weeks that followed were a blur of endless doubts. I’d lie awake, staring at the ceiling, wondering if James regretted staying with me after the accident. Was I too much of a burden? Had he finally reached his breaking point?
Then came the noises at night.
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It started as faint scratches and muffled thumps coming from James’ new room down the hall. At first, I brushed it off as him settling into his new space. But as the sounds grew louder and more frequent, my mind began to race.
What was he doing in there? Was he… packing? Planning his escape? Or worse, was there someone else?
Night after night, the noises tormented me.
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I’d strain my ears, trying to make sense of the shuffling and occasional clank of metal. My imagination ran wild, conjuring up scenarios each more heartbreaking than the last.
One day, as I passed the door to his room, I couldn’t resist the temptation anymore. I reached out and grabbed the doorknob. I was going to see for myself what he was getting up to in there.
But the door was locked.
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I stared at it in shock. Sleeping in separate rooms was one thing, but now he was locking me out of his bedroom, too. Maybe he had been all along, and I’d never noticed.
A weighty dread settled over my heart. Now, more than ever before, I couldn’t help but feel like I’d lost James for good. He probably felt guilty about leaving me outright so now… now he was torturing me instead.
That night, when he came home from work, I confronted him.
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“You think I want to leave you?” James gaped at me across our dining table. “Why would you think that?”
“The separate rooms…” I glanced down at my plate and pushed some rice around. “I don’t want you to feel burdened by me.”
“I told you, I just want to sleep by myself,” he snapped. “I… you know I’m a restless sleeper. I don’t want to hurt you.”
None of that had ever been a problem before, but I just nodded. How did our relationship erode to the point where he couldn’t even be honest with me anymore?
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That night, the noises were louder than ever. I couldn’t take it anymore. Ignoring the pain shooting through my body, I heaved myself into my wheelchair.
The journey down the hallway was agonizing, but I pressed on, driven by a desperate need to know the truth.
As I approached James’ door, the air seemed to grow colder. The house creaked and groaned around me, as if warning me to turn back. But I couldn’t. Not now.
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With a trembling hand, I reached for the doorknob. My heart pounded so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest. Slowly, I turned the handle. The door was unlocked this time.
“James?” I called out, pushing the door open.
The sight that greeted me brought tears to my eyes and left me speechless.
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James stood in the center of the room, surrounded by an array of half-finished furniture, paint cans, and tools. He looked up at me, surprise etched across his face, before his expression softened into a sheepish smile.
“You weren’t supposed to see this yet,” he said, running a hand through his hair.
I blinked, trying to make sense of the scene before me. “What… what is all this?”
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James stepped aside, revealing a small wooden structure behind him. “It’s a lift system,” he explained. “To help you get in and out of bed more easily. I know we’ve been struggling with that for a while now.”
My eyes darted around the room, taking in details I’d missed at first glance. There was a beautifully painted bedside table with drawers at just the right height for me to reach from my chair. Sketches and blueprints covered every available surface.
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“I’ve been working on this for our anniversary,” James admitted, his voice soft and warm. “I know you’ve been frustrated with how hard it’s been to move around the house. I wanted to make things easier for you.”
Tears welled up in my eyes as the full weight of his words hit me. All this time, when I thought he was pulling away, he’d been working tirelessly to make our home more accessible for me.
Then, James walked over to a corner of the room and pulled out a small, beautifully wrapped box.
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“This is part of it too,” he said, placing it gently in my lap.
With shaking hands, I unwrapped the gift. Inside was a custom-made heating pad for my legs, something I’d been needing for a while now but never got around to buying.
“I wanted to make sure you’re comfortable, even on the worst pain days,” James explained, a shy smile playing on his lips.
I looked up at him, my vision blurred by tears. “But… why the separate rooms? Why all the secrecy?”
James knelt beside my wheelchair, taking my hands in his.
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“I needed space to work without spoiling the surprise. And honestly, Pam, I was scared I’d let something slip if we were together every night. You know I’m terrible at keeping secrets from you.”
A laugh bubbled up from my chest, surprising us both. It was true; James had never been able to keep a secret from me for long. The thought of him trying so hard to maintain this one was both touching and amusing.
“I’m so sorry that I made you worry,” he continued, his thumb tracing circles on the back of my hand.
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“That was never my intention,” he continued. “I just wanted to do something special for you, to show you how much I love you and that I’m here for the long haul.”
I leaned forward, resting my forehead against his. “Oh, James,” I whispered. “I love you too. So much.”
We stayed like that for a moment, basking in the warmth of our rekindled connection. When I finally pulled back, I couldn’t help but smile at the mess around us.
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“So, do you need any help finishing up these projects?” I asked.
James grinned, his eyes lighting up with excitement. “I’d love that. We can work on them together, make this place truly ours.”
As we began discussing plans and ideas, I felt a weight lift from my shoulders. The room that had once represented distance and suspicion now stood as a testament to James’ love and dedication.
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Weeks later, on our anniversary, we unveiled the renovations to our bedroom. The lift system was in place, along with the custom furniture James had crafted.
As I watched him carry his things back to our room, setting them on his bedside table, I felt a surge of emotion.
“Welcome back,” I said softly as he climbed into bed beside me.
James pulled me close, kissing the top of my head. “I never left, Pam. And I never will.”
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As we settled in for the night, I realized that our love, like the room around us, had been transformed. What once seemed like a growing distance was actually a love so deep it had found new ways to express itself.
In the end, it wasn’t about sleeping in the same bed or even being in the same room. It was about the lengths we were willing to go to for each other, the sacrifices we’d make, and the love that bound us together through it all.
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